1st draft: 24 February 2007
published in Silenced Press

On this day
     stomach butterflies are
     zesty with life,
     crowded & raucous

The shackles are feathers today
     & society takes its trends
     from the earth it’s built on
     making revolutionary rounds

On this day
     the abandoned eyes of drones
     are reflective & humanity
     mixes toxin w/ oxygen