Collectivism: an analogy of crowded chicken coops
Small minded state pooling,
Chickens in a cage.
Carved for display.
Squaks yell: "Rage!
Let me range, free."
They may cut wings off
Don't fly
Might make the other birds feel bad,
Cry.
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