Vultures

No wonder why I have this naked head These weak claws, Neither have I ever Wondered why I feed chiefly on carrion Rotting carcass dressed by fellow humane Ages past starving, preying, pitying shame. Carrion bird been termed, so wary I envy The keen and noble eagle whose social unit Portray efficiency and tranquility in plays How he is gifted in soaring up highs spred He preys on fresh flesh, he hustles nothing. Vultures we been cased by mother nature For we toil yet others birds emblems might We long for the deprived freedoms, denied And fed on their remains. Avarice being no Shame for no honor is related to my name. Black birds whom seize by violence, preys Like us, feeds greedily stood forth our Sire. Corrupt ravens whom disperse parliaments Owls on the watch, waiting to grace thier Chance too, damned birds of disgust, cursed. 5 January 19 Lowlifediarist