Out in the open
It is all known
The tigers leap in terror
Of their skin
As if the poachers
Are not known
For their atrocities
The forest guards
Run sideways
As if the corrupt officials
Are not known
Out in the open
It is all known
The banker dressed in business suits
Smiles politely
Ready with a pen
To rob and plunder
Out in the open
It is all known
All known
Except the fact
We return to the earth
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