Rats

They don't eat, don't sleep, they don't feed, they don't seethe
Bare their gums when they moan and squeek, lick the dirt off a larger ones feet

They don't push, don't crowd, congregate unitil they're much too loud, fuck to procreate they are dead, drink the blood of their so called best friend

They don't scurry when something bigger comes their way
They don't pack themselves together, and run as one
They don't shit where they are not supposed to
They don't take what's not theirs
They don't compare

They don't scab, they don't fight, don't oppres an equals given rights starve the poor, so they can be well fed. Line their holes with the dead ones bread

They don't scurry when something bigger comes their way
They don't pack themselves together, and run as one
They don't shit where are not supposed to
They don't scurry...
They don't ever take what's truly not theirs
They don't compare
They don't compare

Ben... The two of us need look no more...