I’ve tried being peaceful
and cooing my song.
But this shit’s untenable;
it’s gone on far too long.

So I’m giving up peace and
going on the attack.
All you privileged white men
had best watch your backs!

My wingspan is strong
and will bring winds of change
my talons are sharp and can
inflict great pain.

What once was a coo,
now emits as a roar.
I’ve warned you,
I really can’t take any more.

You’d better get moving
because I’m coming for you.
And when I catch up there won’t be much
you can do.

But lie there and whimper
as you get what you deserve.

There’s no peace left in me.
I’m now a warrior bird.