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Philippine Eagle Painting |
Flight ablaze, roaring,
horizon’s undiminished;
With bellies full still,
picks the grits like sacks not filled;
Circles of life reached,
to go on spirals once more;
Raids the nests of else’s,
to store in caverns of filth;
Pleas, cries of hunger,
shouts of thirsts to fly and soar;
Yearnings of life born,
birds can’t be held forever;
At the end…eagles,
have two feet and have to walk
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