CANNIBALS…
Picture a world where all edibles are gone
We feed off of each other’s flesh, blood and bone
I often wonder if such situations arise
Who would be the first ones to die
The Dalits, The Brahmin, The Rich or the Poor
You say you don’t even want to be touched by them
But they would always be the first ones you would feed off of
At a time when hunger strikes
With nowhere to go and no edibles in sight
For the monsters with a thirst for blood
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Will they question what’s typically right?
And the fools who blindly follow them
Will they protest or just bow down?
Will they raise their voice
Or will they take pride
In being eaten by them one at a time
With all helplessness
We watch and we smile as you kill us all
And chew us alive
So tell me, my friend
When the day arrives
About that very moment, what are your thoughts?
Will they be called monsters or worshipped as gods?
