Eat Up

The crowd has grown,

this time they are stronger,

their desire has burned 

down the roads,

the streets,

everything is empty. 

I refuse to join them,

they’ll be after me soon,

but for now I’m safe,

watching as their hopeless shouts

get them nowhere;

this is the thing about crowds,

the people that cling to them

are fearful little babies within,

crying out to the motherland

for one last meal. 

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