The scare crow stands upright
So proudly under the hot sun
The wind blowing against it
The scare crow never complains
The farmers plough their lands
Back bending knee deep water
They look at the scare crow
Watching them with no interest
The sun rays hitting them
With hats to shadow its heat
The farmers work on the land
Dreaming of a good life,,,,,
The sun goes down
The shadowy figures appear
The scare crow sees it all
It remains quiet waiting for the moments
The bad hats of society
They don't want others to live good life
They want them to live as lowly lives
Always be hungry for them
The bad hats make lives miserable
Sorrowful and pain in years to come
Not many can run away the shackles
Of owing their lives worth....
Now they smile
They know what they must do
"Alright guys we start our business
Let the farmers know they can't escape"
The scare crow smiles
Bad guys make it stronger
Slowly it absorbs the guys
One by one in the dark night
For years it stands
Now it has a life of its own
In the night it can walk
The bad guys will be food
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