The Patterns of Prejudice

March 16, 2011
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The bird from up above swooped down in sight of food
She eyed the most defenseless, spotting a small snail
With one loud screech, the bird was heard from miles away
One fell swoop and the snail was taken by her claws
With snail in claw, the bird flew to safety; her nest
Safe as she was, to be surrounded by her kind
But, with one mistake, the snail was dropped to the ground
Looking down, the bird screeched, she had lost her food

The snail, upon a bed of flowers, eats away
He eyes an oncoming bird and fears for the worst
Not even the heavens hear his cries from below
Quickly, the bird lifts him up high into the air
His shell supplies safety, from the grasp of her claws
The snail is all alone, but he is without hope
By accident the bird drops the snail, and he falls
His shell is shattered, but his heart remains intact

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