Living lives like a bird in a birdcage, and
Finding it chilling, though not surprising,
That a world that lets it's children live that way,
living off of cardboard and table scraps and hope
is not drowned in the sea of it's own opression.
(No animal living so poorly
will not jump for freedom)

So in surreal shining carpeted cages
we follow their fall
by the flickering light of a lone television

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