Numb... Poem by RIC BASTASA

Numb...



the pig is butchered
and one hears the usual
scream

if screams you call it
the screams of
helplessness

of death of a
fat pig
just like all deaths of
the living

but
the images of roast
and fries
keep us

from
sympathizing about
its plight

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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