Oh Betsy
Did you let out a single solitary moo?
In the assembly line of death
that is your life
Did that moo echo out
into the barn yard?
where the grazing cattle raised their heads
as the moo penetrated deep into their soul
Offering them brief realizations
four fences constitute their lives
destined to fall to an unknown reaper
They lower their heads again
content with grazing
as moos begin to fall on deaf ears
Sep 18, 2013
Sep 18, 2013 at 2:44 PM UTC
Oh Betsy
Did you let out a single solitary moo?
In the assembly line of death
that is your life
Did that moo echo out
into the barn yard?
where the grazing cattle raised their heads
as the moo penetrated deep into their soul
Offering them brief realizations
four fences constitute their lives
destined to fall to an unknown reaper
They lower their heads again
content with grazing
as moos begin to fall on deaf ears
