Eagle Wings
It’s not just keeping Humpty warm and safe
Until the hatching time
It’s also singing songs of flight
For unborn chicks to want to soar
as lullabies in long warm nights
Before shell walls come tumble down
This freedom is a strange and wondrous thing
To be defended unto death and yet to sing
Of soaring flight on which we wing
Lest we forget the wars our fathers fought
To give us this responsibility
This charge of liberty
That stings of strife salt sweat well earned
Of life with souls eternal in this harder
won fraternal love of living free
To work at flights of fancy
But most of all to work
in working class to build a finer nest
for soaring eggs to hatch and sing
In well earned free flown joy
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