the eagle has landed

The eagle has landed

A very electric man who has vast riches 
has hitherto behaved as your next-door neighbor 
he might think he is that neighbor 
He is not
An eagle sits on top of a tree, on branches further
down lesser birds that fly in formation
the eagle flies alone and harbors a loathing for
ducks and gees
He knows argumentative crows can be bothersome
he leaves a trail open for them, a path 
that he can pretend to join when a hunt is not 
disturbing the eagle's instinct 
This is, if we  like it or not, the way the nature
someone is doomed to be the leader
to keep the rabbits in check, les they should demand equity