"Who Killed Cock Robin?"

A sad tale about conspiracy and slavery

Who Killed Cock Robin, or just “Cock Robin,” is an English nursery rhyme appearing around the late 18th century. The author remains anonymous, and some have suggested that the poem has existed since the 15th century through urban legend, myths and symbolism.

The full text appears as follows;

Who killed Cock Robin?

I, said the Sparrow,

with my bow and arrow,

I killed Cock Robin.

Who saw him die?

I, said the Fly,

with my little teeny eye,

I saw him die.

Who caught his blood?

I, said the Duck,

it was just my luck,

I caught his blood.

Who'll make the shroud?

I, said the Beetle,

with my thread and needle,

I'll make the shroud.

Who'll dig his grave?

I, said the Owl,

with my pick and trowel,

I'll dig his grave.

Who'll be the parson?

I, said the Rook,

with my little book,

I'll be the parson.

Who'll be the clerk?

I, said the Lark,

if it's not in the dark,

I'll be the clerk.

Who'll carry the link?

I, said the Linnet,

I'll fetch it in a minute,

I'll carry the link.

Who'll be chief mourner?

I, said the Dove,

I mourn for my love,

I'll be chief mourner.

Who'll carry the coffin?

I, said the Kite,

if it's not through the night,

I'll carry the coffin.

Who'll bear the pall?

I, said the Crow,

with the cock and the bow,

I’ll bear the pall.

Who'll sing a psalm?

I, said the Thrush,

as she sat on a bush,

I'll sing a psalm.

Who'll toll the bell?

I, said the Bull,

because I can pull,

I'll toll the bell.

All the birds of the air

fell a-sighing and a-sobbing,

when they heard the bell toll

for poor Cock Robin.

Many interpretations surround Cock Robin, as the meaning behind the story is all too fuzzy and esoteric even for the common English reader to understand. This pre-modernist poem could be read as a retelling of several pagan histories or stories of how monarchies fell. However, the tone of the poem is incredibly dark, evil, and sadistic. Other poems like Ring a Ring o' Roses and London Bridge Is Falling Down have the same downright self-destruction through it’s theme and lyrics, and somehow, survived through the century thorough irony and whisper-down-the-lane interpretation. As for Cock Robin, this was likely too dark for modern audiences and since fell down by the wayside.

By the turn of the 20th century, many of these poems were categorized as “satire,” or, a form of ridicule to expose and to condescend against any sincere meaning, or to go against a particular political cause or religious meaning. I don’t believe Cock Robin is satirical, as the zeitgeist before modernity took the poem and the esoteric very seriously. Many superstitions were believed to be true. For example, the folklore of “Bloody Mary” was a real curse that many believed to be true. Reading Cock Robin gives us incite into the cyclical history of life and death struggles among humanity and the sins they inflict upon each other in Uroboros fashion. It could also be a story about the Dark Ages and how bad the period was. But importantly, I see the main character, called “Cock Robin,” as a martyr figure, and like Jesus Christ, he died because of the nature of humanity and their commitment to (the previous system,) feudalism.

So who killed Cock Robin? Not just the sparrow, but a whole line of animals that hate Cock Robin.

The sparrow killed him, the fly sawed him die, the duck caught his blood, the beetle created his shroud, the owl dug his grave, the rook became his parson, the lark became the clerk, the linnet caried the link, the dove became the chief mourner, the kite carried his coffin, the crow put on the pall, the thrush sang a psalm, and the bull tolled the bell. In total, that’s 13 animals against Cock Robin. The other birds, or the public, cries when Cock Robin is buried. We can therefor assume that the 13 animals that orchestrated the entire funeral belong to an elite class that wants to kill, shun, and put an end to the public hero of the story.

13 is an unlucky number. There was 13 people around Jesus Christ during the last supper. The Knights Templar were arrested and killed on the 13th of October. In a tarot deck, 13 is the card of death. Many superstitions rely on the number 13, and presents us with the fact that the animal elite is evil.

All of the animals are orchestrating an evil plan to cover up the death and burial of Cock Robin. Remember, the public didn’t want Cock Robin to die. The elite did! So they constructed a false flag operation onto a random circumstance. Think about how this story is relatable to the conspiracy around the 2020 election fraud in the United States. Or the globalist attempt to rewrite the history of the Covid-19 “pandemic” as “misinformation,” going at lengths to censor and defame anyone who questions it’s political origins.

All the professional animals knows what they have done, and will never speak that their own actions were evil. The fly is a crooked lawyer or false witness, the beetle creates fake evidence, the rook lies to the public, and so on. When questioned, likely these animals will argue, “I’m just being told what to do!” And exactly like the nature of a gunpoint automation system, the elite work like cogs in a machine to cover up their wealth and power to keep it going. It’s exactly like the cartoon of the Pyramid of [The] Capitalist System. Everyone works top to bottom in order to protect those at the top that have freedom. Each strata (or class) of the pyramid is in their own alienated reality in order to keep the system going.

…And when Cock Robin speaks out, he is killed by the pyramid.

If anything, the poem recognizes the corruption among humanity and it’s envy and anger against a good role model. The poem is recited to children to remind them of the flaws of politics and of human society. Everyone admits to the cover up at the expense that the public must suffer. When populism gets it way, it is shot down by those who must uphold social control and continue the system. Outside of populism, it can refer to good individuals, and their admiration among others. The mafia killing the messenger must do so out of power conflict or jealously. Whatever the case is, conspiracy is real. Martyrdom is good.

This isn’t a happy story to make you feel good like The Velveteen Rabbit. No. The desire to become real is met with hostility from the barbaric animals. It’s a tragedy about sadism and social control. We learn about power and what it is about. And by telling this story, children understand the importance of sacrifice, and what it means to love, and thus become, through mimetic desire, Cock Robin.

-pe

3/10/2023