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You have fed us
And now we are
Fed up
We are tired
Of waiting for
You to fill up
Our Glasses with
Milk and honey
You used to be
The bright light at
The end of the
Tunnel until
We realised
We wanted to
Go the other
Way
"Do not bite the
Hand that feeds you"
You always say
Now, we reply,
"Do not mess with
The mouth that can
Bite you.
Our desires
And yours do not
Match anymore.
You holy book
Demands we change.
We are who we
Are and will be;
Unless we want
To change on our
Own accord
There be no bond
Nor accord here,
All we have now
Is discord.
You have fed us
And now we are
Fed up
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