(age 16)
My dinner just laughed at me
I looked again but could not see
What it laughed about.
My meal
So alive and yet
So dead
I held its future in my hands
With my stomach to be fed.
By Ca Venz
(age 16)
My dinner just laughed at me
I looked again but could not see
What it laughed about.
My meal
So alive and yet
So dead
I held its future in my hands
With my stomach to be fed.
By Ca Venz