So notorious is your moment
It steals from your spotlight?
It is too bright, it blinds
Spinning you out of your wits
Like a monkey business it is
See how you coil your tail in shame
To climb such a tallest tree
Only to lose your grip and fall
So hard is your fall
So hard my bones ache along
But tis your mouth you should blame
It littered all sorts of garbage
Run along Sparrow run
Dig a trench and hide
Your rants were your shovel
By you own words you dug too deep
Now you must know monkeys have a heart
They feel, they hear, they stand up and fight
No more are their brains barricaded by words
No racial lines are too thick to pass
Pack your bags Sparrow run to the forests
True monkeys awaits to put you on trial
For your words are as sharp as dagger
And your heart as dark as a night
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