To Eat Or Not To Eat

Allas the day has come

when eating is remembered like a breath or a hum

a thought that pops up in your head

a lowly snack before your bed

something so simple yet necessary as the day is sun

other thoughts are washed away

what should be for lunch today?

people are lost by all the choices

the table must be set, because most is

you think of cheese, of bread, of meat

how to put it together and what for after, a treat

we think of all the pretty things

we think of it all accept what it means

the cows arent of plenty and the milk is now mostly processed

but you won't let that interrupt your bed rest

You don't care for the fact that the planet is dying but somehow the fruite is always ripe

No those silly NORMAL things don't get in YOUR dreams or make you wake in the middle of the night

You don't care what animal wasn't feeling well that month or which one lost their young

All you care about is if it's rare inside and bleeds onto your tongue

you could care less about it's seed or needs or if it could even walk before it passed

So eat up and don't worry about the sacred ways of life or nature or if tomorrow could be mother earths last

Pass the steak and the white patater

Eat up, get fat,

after get on a zumba mat.

The perfect eats are all around !

who cares about are dying grounds..

I want a sandwich now, the best one in town.