Nation divided white and black.
Will the freedom ever come back?
One man rises and leads the way.
Confined to a room for thousands of days.
Spirit holds and so does resolve.
He emerges from chains standing tall.
Arguing and breaking down the destructive rule.
His people had suffered like diseased mules.
Cocoon broken he comes alive
He sees freedom for which he has always strived.
The fight over, it is time to rest.
His nation has not seen its final test.
The bee buzzes, flying in the afternoon sun.
They came, not from the sky but from a hive.
It was a hive of distrust and betrayal.
Buzzing and dancing the bees fled from a dying land.
They fly, oblivious to the pain they cause.
While responsible for life their stingers,
can cause death.
They swarm as a group, attacking any outsiders.
Their loyalty lies with the group.
Those who wish to become one of them,
simply cannot.
Their method of communication makes all attempts at diplomacy fail.
When aggravated they valiantly go to their deaths, not for the individual but for the sake of the swarm.
Such and enemy will never be stopped
only delayed.
In a great desert lived Foxes and Coyotes.
They got along great for a time.
A holy man led them both to an oasis.
To a desert paradise.
The Oasis sought to divide them.
Eventually the Oasis did.
Foxes and Coyotes were brothers once.
But both now fight and die.
The other desert creature sought to end the bloodshed.
They drafted an unbreakable truce.
Foxes gleefully accepted, their numbers had withered down.
Coyotes barely accepted, not wanting to share with the Foxes.
Time passed, the Coyotes outnumbered the Foxes.
They attempted to exclude Foxes from oasis lands.
The Coyotes launched an attack and surprised the Foxes.
The Foxes had something the coyotes did not.
Courage and an unbreakable will.
The Foxes stopped the Coyote attack.
The Coyotes lost much of their land.
The other desert creatures were furious and tried for another truce.
The Coyotes vowed for vengeance and would eventually attack again.
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