I'm sickened
And saddened

It pains me to look
At all of the people
Old and young
Happy and sad
Skinny and fat

To see them and know
They are
Or were
Nothing more than
A notch
On some other's belt

That pretty girl
A notch

That lonely old man on the
Park bench
A notch

Your mother, my father
Notches

Your future child
A future notch

We're all just
Playthings
At another's expense.