MEAT MARKET
TWICE KILLED
Battered,
Butchered, Bagged and Bought
The Age of Innocence has come and
passed
♫The Innocents can never last♫
They speak too much too soon
Or too little too late
And once again fail
In their race against the Fates
Words fail thoughts flail
In the face of opposition
That they have created
From their timidity
Mortally wounded from having been
bled
Of self-worth for so long
And mostly from having been struck
By their own decency
Now a weapon in the hands of the
opposition
They withdraw yet again
To die, again
MARKET VALUE
MARKET SHARE
The best cuts of meat fetch the
highest price but the meat don’t know
And who are you in this bazaar of
butchers and buyers and meat?
Do you know?
If you cannot locate a pulse or a
teardrop or a fighting spirit
Any one of them, you’ve got to
really look into it
Perhaps with eyes you haven’t
opened yet
If you own all three in good
measure
Perhaps you have a job to do
One you have very likely never
thought of putting your name to
Look past the filth and flies and
dead spirits
It’s spelled out for you
Perhaps in blood
Perhaps in an ugly kind of writing
on the wall
If you can find it in yourself to
read
That which is so horrific
You would rather never know
Be assured in every crisis
Lies the seed of something good
KITCHEN NIGHTMARES
The finest cuts of meat have been
unwrapped
They sit on the cutting board
A large chef’s knife will be
guided
Through the pieces of meat
Across the grain if you want it
tender
Along if you want it tough
There are herbs that go well with
lamb
But there are others that do
better with horse
Know thy meat
Know when to get the fryer out
And when the pressure cooker
And know when it’s done
And when it’s an ugly undercooked
And never ever overcook anything
Honor your creation with the
finest china and silverware
Light a candle or two
Say a little prayer before you dig
into
Your beefcake or your lamb riposte
- SDG
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