They Came As Birds
They came as birds
no nests to live in
without food to eat
everything to worry about
Now they are sharks
with glass bottles as nests
storage bans to control
and nothing to worry about
New prophets rose up
carrying abridged bibles
and swords to plow fields
but required none to convert
Birds, sharks, prophets, pride;
midnight sun is watching.
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