I have sat at this bar
for two thousand years,
I have seen the birds
the white doves
fly in and lay their eggs in your beer
which you have drunk and destroyed
for the sake of your thirst.

I have stood and watched
the old one's who died yesterday
let their bodies drink the beer today
and I have heard the words of your hero's
repeated by the sheep.

I have watched the sheep
being led to the slaughter
and as the blood from
the slaughtered one's fell
I have watched you turn away
and deny that it had happened