Old Hen

i’m scratching again my chicks all gone i’m searching  for feed

for fodder for some way to rate to grant my community

something of value to live by pecking away with no order

 

my livin’ ain’t easy never has been really no pappy standin

by but i’m diggin’ deep this time no time now for pretendin

that this old world is not a greedy bastard well not the planet

she the most generous forgiving loving mother giver ever

heard of but it appears she might be gettin’ tired of this

human experiment gone mad even your own kin exhaust you

sometimes offspring can act like aliens et’s behave better than

native sons with guns in crippled hands we women ain’t

much better I guess but who knows  all the triggers are

being pulled by men in black big wads of money enhancing

their weapons i’m not sure about Gaia, but i’m damn tired

and sick to death of war, ain’t gonna study no more

fact is

 

i’m scratching again my chicks all gone i’m searching  for feed

for fodder for some way to rate to grant my community

something of value to live by pecking away with no order

sister can you hear me?

 

 

 

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