The Model Species' Lament

We keep pointing fingers

At and/or apologizing

To each other, when



We've got nothing

To do with it, with how

It started, now it's going.



Here we command as

Little preference, truly, 

As a pigeon commands



A life in a lab, a life

In a plaza, a life spent

Strutting for nothing



Or pecking for treats, a life

Spent for other lives, for life, a life,

The life.