'Rats Go Round' Poem by Blind Pathos

Rats in a cage and around we go
Round and round we go
Keep your tail up
Keep your head down
Which ways up
And around we go

Three too many on the wheel
Too too long between meals
One step ahead of the frail
Some will eat their young
Some chew their tail
And some be carefully hung

Clear my eyes of what I know
Draw the truth in pleasing rows
From every cage there’s one
Who more than the rest
Lacks standard deviation
And his Kung Fu is best

Life accelerates as the cliffs heat
And for all the lemmings in bare feet
Truth may be just too close to call
What unravels one may unravel all
Being certain I'm no kind of bird
I'm drawn to the back of the herd