The hostility that you preserve
Is caged up like a songless bird
And all the names dragged through the dirt
Are yet to peek and reemerge
Like morays from the cracks of Earth
We'll see to it that there's a dearth
Of foolishness left to preserve
The misery of cruelty's birth
And all that is enclosed
All that is enclosed
All that is enclosed
Must be running free
The fixed stare on a toxic point's
An ogling wisdom would avoid
Insensitive to such a noise?
Will leave one's honour unemployed
For only seeing one side of coin's
A severing of all the joints
With only cloths covering loins
Fortuity, chance to anoint
And all that is enclosed
All that is enclosed
All that is enclosed
Must be running free
The hostility that you preserve
Is caged up like a songless bird
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