Meat Cage

In cages small, the animals dwell,
Their eyes, a mirror, in which we see ourselves,
Look too close, the truth compels,
In primal depths, our nature swells.

Silent strides, behind you I tread,
A hunter’s grace, a predator’s dread,
With eyes that pierce, your soul I’ve read,
In shadows cast, your fear is fed.

Life’s fleeting breath, a fragile song,
In the blink of an eye, it’s here, then gone,
All is set, where it belongs,
In the dance of life, we both belong.

When jaws clamp down, swift and sure,
In the stillness, dreams endure,
But in the hollow of your core,
Echoes the silence of what’s no more.

The world, a tapestry, intricate, vast,
But beneath its beauty, hunger’s cast,
Love’s embrace, a devouring blast,
Leaves us trembling, in its grasp.

So, behold the animal, fierce and free,
And in its gaze, our reflection see,
For in this dance of life, you and me,
Exist the truths we dare not flee.

:: 03.17.2024 ::