Friday, March 1, 2013

Poem for March - Ready To Die

Keep the animal in a tiny space
Where to get dirty and fatted
For one more night
Feed it again and again
Though it is far from being starving
Much to your surprise,
Its throat can swallow deeper
Its stomach can expand further
Its eyes can open wider
For the body has no organ
The truth is:
 Nobody is ready to die.