Hope
hope the driving force of the world
a mouse dropped in a vat of water with no chance of escape
circling the bucket to no avail will let itself drown
at the last minute picked by its tail to be saved
learned hope as the cruelty of scientists under the pretense of knowledge
experiment with emotions and reactions
and later back with the same ordeal the animal will swim forever in hope of rescue
religions an easy carrot for the lost
believer atheist or agnostic no matter as without hope the planet will be immoral
but the flora with the goal to devour it all as it bleeds and recoils if threatened
I hear the scream of the lettuce I eat
and no hesitation to skin a rabbit as it's it or me
my church is the potty for every one to see as porker I flush the deal to be on earth.
Copyright © Catherine Labeau | Year Posted 2015
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