Heads go up, little squabs sat in the nest,
Stretching themselves, pressing so to be heard.
Look at me and never mind all the rest,
If you could see yourself oh how absurd,
Posturing and preening to catch His gaze.
Hard wired, no choice you are forced to compete,
You should have by now left behind this phase.
To forsake a challenge is not defeat
For the fragile shell you fight to protect
And to stop the sky come falling on down.
You build your defence without neglect,
It’s behind every smile and frown.
Step away from the shore into your boat,
Release yourself from your castle and keep,
Continue on rowing across the moat
As you cast off all your illusions and weep.