Oxymoronic Poem by Saiom Shriver

Oxymoronic



From Martinique to Marrakesh
wherever served is animal flesh
or fishes strangled
in net mesh...
the cadaver pieces 'food'
are never fresh
and offend Shiva, Allah,
YHWH,
and the Christchild in
His creche.

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