Consumption

 







Another mouth to feed

Tearing at the fabric of reality

Gorging a belly full of blood on the scalp of Mother Earth

Another competitor angling position for scraps on the table

Relentlessly famished empty vessel creating family tensions




Lustfully biting into a chicken leg with near sexual passion

Greedy plump fingers ravaging cupboards

In search of that elusive hidden treat that is always really good

One hatch-ling thrives as his sister is dying of malnutrition

The body a support system to fuel the chomping of this jaw

Or was it the other way around?






The human nature to procreate shall not be swayed

A collective mind unable to take precaution or exercise self control

Every day a new vast legion of Pac-men are deployed from the cargo bay of wombs

Gnawing their way through this life until the world runs out of levels




In secret covenants the shadow kings plan wars to impose balance

Satisfying constant hunger through a lunch time hail of bullets




In my heart I know it does not need to be this way

There has to be a method to create organic utopia

The California sun should be able to feed half the world

Come together and show some restraint in reproduction

Take measured steps to enjoy healthy sex without creating a child we are not ready to care for

Of course I do not have the answer or means to put these steps into effect

I am merely another half-wit only intelligent enough to recognize the pitfalls of the problem and too stupid to provide a comprehensive solution 

So it should come to no surprise

When I ask you,

"Hey brother, can you spare a bowl of rice?"