hamid kareem - The Vulture

I stay in the background
Hovering high over the ground
Searching nay for rotten feed
Looking for long forgotten dead

I walk around with no fear of death
With the way am made
Who will think of me as feed?
I get as near with no fear of cages
As ugly as i am who'll make me a pet

I reel in my fortune
With neither fear nor jealousy
My only hint of sadness
Are my bleak eye and head
As even though am ‘free as free'
I still envy the eagle and beauties
For i hear discontentment is natural

hamid kareem

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