So bent to bend the rules to mend
To turn the bend to fend off to the end
To bend to turn to cling to a change
So he flew up in the skies
Up up out of their sight
He ignored any threat for a fright
No matter the height
He longed to fly on the wings of a dove
To fly high and above
So bent to bend
He appointed and disappointed with a must
Fired and hired in a blast
Tried but tired of hired trust
That was how he planned to achieve it
So bent on what he intended to bend
Otherwise he would try a flight downwards
…to change course
So he swam the deep blue sea
Swam against the river’s flowing course
Waded through the calmed lake
Ferried on the lagoon in a ferrying boat
Longed to feign the fins of the fish
To swim to fish out a course
So bent to bend
He destroyed what worked
He superseded it with what didn’t
That was how he planned to reach it
So bent on what he intended to bend
Otherwise he would come out of water
…to change course
He walked on land
Even through the desert’s sand
He created an oasis beforehand
Stood on toes to overthrow foes
He longed to catch the eye of the eagle
To see beyond his eyes
So bent to bend
He tamed their fame
He maimed their image
He caged them; plagues they were
That was how he meant to make it
So bent on what he intended to bend
Otherwise he would look deeper into it
…into the earth
He dug deep into the earth
…with all strength
He dug down very deep
…for rich yields to reap
He searched through dark nights
Till day broke bright with stark light
Till light broke at the end of that dark hole
So bent to bend
He gagged those who still bragged
He coloured them black to sack
That was how he planned to bend it
So bent on what he intended to bend
Otherwise he would turn to look around
Look around every bend in town
Sometimes things appeared to be changing
But they really, really remained the same
