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.



