Look at me
I have been here
in what appears
aeons of existence
teaching, healing fears
trying, sighing crying
lying, in a way
you have been unkind to me
and I have slipped away
my ribs protrude
I’m hungry
I have suffered at your hands
and now a new house
beckons
a slaughterhouse
no fans
but some of you
seem hopeful
our qualities
you see
how we can help
to foster
love eternally
some of you
do love us
and of we do
love you
if you feel
that we both can heal
and enjoy each others force
then let us do
for each other
what some are not prepared
to even think about doing
and we shall
then be spared