Untitled 4

Untitled 4
by B.C. Dodge

I close my eyes
I see the east
I see the men as they
dine on the beast

It cries why must I die?

Its bloody carcass raised to the moon
it’s brethren will join him soon

I open my eyes I see another sunrise
I fall to my knees
with tear soaked eyes
I cry…

Why must I be alive?