Birds of Prey They Call Us,
Birth is Not Your Right Or Mine,
I Reach Those Heights Which You Cannot.
And I Lay My Eggs From Your Reach.
My Beaks Are Curved To Catch And Take Fishes
Over Long Distances.
My Chicks Are Ever Hungry Like You.
I Search For Rodents To Feed Their Hungry
Stomachs.
Condor Some of You Call Me To Differentiate.
Eagle Some of You Call Me To Pronounciate.
Vulture Some of You Call Me To Infatuate.
But To The Birds of Prey, I am the King.
Without Me, You Will Be Bitten To Death
By Rodents & Crawlers.
Do Not Bother Me OR ELSE, You Will Be
Boomeranged With Your Own Actions To
Destroy Me.

By GEEVEEKAY