IRON TURTLE

With undue drama, an eagle soars
But the turtle best prepares for war

To unsafe heights, the eagle climbs
The turtle sits, and bides his time

The eagle disdains all that is weak
Sharp is his claw, crooked is his beak

False symbol of brave and noble things
is a mask for tyrant, feathered kings

Life below brings insult and mocking
but the turtle's tough shell blunts the sting

Creating foes is not his nature
Attacking none, his homeland secure

Now he basks in sun and sky of blue-
the former place, where eagles once flew