Sacrificial Lamb

Little, lame, lamb, you know

your soul meaning to man is nothing

~

more than to be a sacrifice.  Don’t

delude yourself with anything

~

other than what is.  You have been

brought to the alter so to be bled

~

out.  No one wants to carry on with you.

It’s time for you to go

~

offer everything, so some fortune

may find those who need more

~

from your death than your possession

of life.  Your life is not your own,

~

and you know this, so don’t dare

those darling little bleats.  They won’t

~

change that to man and all of their institutions

your only purpose is to be sacrificed.  That is why

~

you’re here.  The blade traces the soft lines

of your jaw from ear to ear, like a smile

~

that never could have shone.  The ancient river

Gods of blood will soon all seep out

~

leaving you an empty carcass

with no meaning left.

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1 Comment

  1. Powerful imagery in the poem.


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