Freedom and the Birdcage

I see signs of protest held up high A silent struggle slowly boiling With tension on their faces, rejection on their mouths Still I lie waiting for the first one to shout it out False threats of made-up bombs keep them in charge for now The fear of punishment is our tool to hold them back Thirty believers loyal to their god Guard the wall, and shield the nest, day in day out Ongoing struggle of power Will he truly let this be his checkmate Will the owl retreat or will it seek New ways to keep the upper hand Bring its justice or will it bring another end The sun bestows a cage of blazing heat to them Planting rage, forbidden thoughts and even the first deaths Thirty believers loyal to their god One retreats, the pressure was too much to bear Ongoing struggle of power Will he truly let this be his checkmate Will the owl retreat or will it seek New ways to keep the upper hand Bring its justice or will it bring another end The hounds of ill thoughts assemble to feast Bite down the one who couldn't hide his doubt Masses cheer aloud as the man goes down War has begun, breaking men at will on either side The wall must go down The wall will go down