veeraiyah subbulakshmi

Chicken People - Poem by veeraiyah subbulakshmi

After I have slaughtered a heart,
I place it on the sterile table,
For it to have the new experience,
What life would be, when cleaned and cleared,
With no other contagious emotions,
And I sprayed the salty tears of soy sauce,
And gulped the heart of an animal,
That is called as a chicken.

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  • Gold Star - 54,510 Points Gajanan Mishra (10/25/2013 5:20:00 AM)

    very good write, I like it.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 25, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 25, 2013

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