Glucogenesis makes the process sound holy If we look closely enough, I'm sure that we would find plants are praying Sunflowers are facing Him sitting on some golden throne of fire that's burning my skin They do all of this work, and then we eat them. The sweet ones are the worst. Their prayers were answered over and over until they were saturated with sugars I am stealing I cannot regret being alive. I cannot feel remorse as my fluid gives way to a vibrancy unheld by the entire person The body is made up of millions of parts that decided they were better off constructed. Some parts have decided they were better off as parts and they invade our castles so we **** them. Some of them make glucose. Most of them don't. It's sad to only understand life through the pages of a textbook. To read about the life I took to read about. Cellulose is just glucose the body doesn't recognize. My papers were a body but my skin cannot be read. I cannot feel remorse for being alive. I call my dog to me and wonder how his mind was put together. His fluid is all stitched up with body in between. He does not think about the little grass prayers. I do. I sit and join them but I do not pray because I cannot complete glucogenesis. I am not created. I will someday be soil and maybe parts of me will be used to make glucose and then I will pray because this is all I know of afterlife. I am grateful that plants are religious.