Believe It

Eat.
Grow fat
Grow fat
Grow fatter

Meat.
For plates
For taste
For flatter

I don’t.
Disguise
My simple
Life

I plan.
Only once
I don’t
Write twice

I don’t.
Eat meat
I don’t
Eat cattle

I don’t.
Want to see
Innocents
On my platter

If blood.
From humans
Runs down
My wall

It doesn’t.
Matter
To me,
At all.

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