"'Cause I need freedom now
 And I need to know how
 to live my life
 as its meant to be."  -- Mumford & Sons -- The  Cave  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d4UwnYyUrKA&feature=fvst
 Freedom of the Geese
 You say they fly into planes
 and cause them to crash
 But, in a contest between wings and steel
 Who has the power to trash
 Skies so high and clouds so fleet
 designed by God to guide
 the majesty of the geese?
 You say they are too many
 Their numbers beyond what we accept
 But, what is to be tolerated
 by us who make the rules?
 Only those who we can shoot?
 Who deemed us
 the givers, the takers and the manipulators of life
 for little beyond our own purported highs
 And who granted to us
 Unending lease
 to the targeting of the geese?
 You say they eat our grass
 And taint our waters
 But, what were waterfowl designed for
 If not the lakes, the earth and the fauna?
 How did our planet survive for eons
 The arrivals of the geese?
 You ask, what do they matter?
 In a world where billions 
 are slaughtered for food, clothes, science, sport or whim?
 What does it matter
 the embodiments of perfect and cooperative freedom?
 Who are we to ravage and destroy for others
 What we so fight for and envy for ourselves?
 Who are we to deny and cause to cease
 the perfect freedom of the geese?   -- PCA
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