A mouse worthy of so much more

Written 1/12/1996

You dare to grow a human ear
Upon a mouse my friend
You call yourself a Scientist
Where is it going to end
Transgenics is a word you use
But much of human thought
Has not yet grasped its meaning
Or is in its horror caught
Aliens of gender
You soulless selfish fools
The ear you thought you crafted
With basic human tools
The higher god all seeing
Has realised the pain
Exacted in the innocent
Who suffered once again
But soon your day is coming
In your place underground
The trap unleashed upon you
Please do not make a sound
For the mice will come to nibble
Tuned in, to your cries
Some will chew your testicles
And carry off your eyes
They may seem demented
Monsters of the gloom
Genetically exciting
The pleasures of the tomb
You dared to grow a human ear
Upon a tiny soul
Now you can hear your own flesh crawl
Into some dark hole.