Short Ingrates Poems

There once was a mother giraffe, 
Snuck in for a snack with her calf; 
“The service is slow,
The food’s just so-so, 
We’ll leave leaves as tip, for a laugh!”...

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Work from home, for all I care
May I do the same, if that's fair?
The new order demands connectivity
The old required face to face objectivity

Efficiency, I seek to communicate
Don't ever pontificate
I am in a deep state
A state of knowing your unbelieving fate

I am at risk of losing faith in Him alone
Becoming of the ingrates, a clone
This is a time to grow some more
Allowing the word to come to the fore...

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Shear the sheep
Before they shrink
They cannot withstand the rain

Cut them up 
And let them bleed
Let them know the meaning of pain

Gut them slowly
Sift through their innards
You’ll find their motives impure

And just in case 
You find in them good
At least in their death you’ll be sure

Now there’s no need 
To dread the slaughter
It’s to save you from yourself

How pathetic you are
To mingle with animals
To grant these ingrates your help...

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