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Eagle's Eyes

The eagle stares
as it watches…

those crowding together
in tight spaces &
tiny cells;
others who scream
against the
blustery winds;

the eagle
stretches its wing…

as the bullets
burst in the endless
black night;
puddles of scarlet
tears fall for
lady liberty;

the eagle
waves…

to those behind
red & blue
bars;
waiting
for
a way out.