Higher Calling

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By keeping us close
To starving,
And driving us
Near death,
We walk the
Razor's edge
Like tightrope
Walkers
With feet of stone
And acrobatic skills
That far surpass
Your own.
In this
Deprived state
You help us to taste
The freedom we've
Always craved
Never behaved
And now we silently
Take our rewards
You've blessed us
All we ever
Really needed
Was air, water,
And sunlight.
With less voices
Shouting at us
Higher voices
Deliver our calling
And now we're
Always there
To open the door
No more falling
On the floor,
Heels cut and bitten,
As we're dragged away
By another dragon.
Sacred serpent
Saves us
Fibonacci radius
You're so focused
On barely even
The diameter
Demeter brings
Amber waves
Fear the harvest
Those who resist
The love which Encompasses
The truth

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