Pigs
I
Decades in America changed me
Yes, piglets are cute, obese ones not!
America regulates farming, pets, husbandry
People of color, here, practice pig-cleaning:
Pigs eat human feces; toilets are rude
And no toilet skills are taught
The public schools say, Kids can't use
Toilets right, so buildings stink, fail
(In my township, as in schools, feces flow
as thick sludge where feet & wheels go)
African owned cows walk the streets too
II
Pigs pass my fenced cottage (I rent)
I send them off with rock and stone
A neighbor said, "Don't kill them."
I said, "I'm sending them home;
They don't belong here, near me."
But I like goats & cows near my fence!
This is my missionary work - on defence:
But sharing in this township Jesus sent
Me (as "apostolos") to evangelize
I am making some headway with kids
Only because Holy Spirit leads us
(Wendy and me; she gave up pork
Two years ago; we strive for kosher)
Lazy lives: LORD, prevent us living so
Copyright © Anil Deo | Year Posted 2022
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