straw man down

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un-stuff the hay, fledgling crow
scare away the glean and pinch
of pulling push towards sorrow

empty man fills up on beauty
tryin’ to take it to his grave

hollow man fills up on dread
his heart already in his grave

patience wins the war of age

listen young crow, you gotta keep on
preenin' and pluckin’ and pulling straw,
don’t be takin’ no lessons from ravens
on how to pester with squawk and caw

lonely man fills up on meat
angry man fills up on hate
humble man fills up on faith

you can’t fight the flood with fire
anyhow

answer me, old crow with your booty
of empty pants, ragged shirt and farmer’s hat-
whose biddin’ will you do
when there’s no straw man alurkin’
causin’ problems for you, for you?

whose biddin',whose biddin’
will you do?