- published: 11 Jan 2015
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Poultry is a category of domesticated birds kept by humans for the purpose of collecting their eggs, or killing for their meat and/or feathers. These most typically are members of the superorder Galloanserae (fowl), especially the order Galliformes (which includes chickens, quails and turkeys) and the family Anatidae (in order Anseriformes), commonly known as "waterfowl" (e.g. domestic ducks and domestic geese). Poultry also includes other birds which are killed for their meat, such as pigeons or doves or birds considered to be game, like pheasants. Poultry comes from the French/Norman word, poule, itself derived from the Latin word Pullus, which means small animal.
Poultry is the second most widely eaten meat in the world, accounting for about 30% of meat production worldwide, after pork at 38%.
The meatiest parts of a bird are the flight muscles on its chest, called breast meat, and the walking muscles on the first and second segments of its legs, called the thigh and drumstick, respectively. The wings are also eaten, usually (in the United States) without separating them, as in Buffalo wings; the first and second segment of the wings are referred to as drumette (meatier) and flat when these need to be distinguished, though these are technical terms. In Japan, the wing is frequently separated, and these parts are referred to as 手羽元 (teba-moto "wing base") and 手羽先 (teba-saki "wing tip").
There stands a slave
a broken believer
trying to set free
Cause we are all dreamers
His dream came true
For he's a achiever
he thinks he's free
but his scars they are deeper
You cant see yourself
cause you've broken your mirror
you're acting scared
cause you'd like to see
what you've become
what have you done?
Come mother nature
and I'll tell you what I wanna be
some people are animals
but I would like to be the sea
Come mister Cupido
I'll tell you what I wanna love
Some people are so down low
but I would like to be above
Broke my mirror, I can't hide it
Days from now I will be blinded
Still a dreamer, can't fight it
Cryin' loud so no one buys
Reflections of me
trying to find me
Everyone's here
they're walking beside me
I cannot feel
this anger inside me
am I alive
or am I just winding
Maybe I should try
try to fall asleep
maybe tomorrow
when I hear the beep
I'll be alive
They will find me again
The story will repeat
but tomorrow it's you my friend