Cast it then into fire
for while I made it to hold water
it leaks it out beneath
cast it then into fire
for while I made it to cover and to beautify
the opposites it now does
with all of the patches and tear
Kill it then for food
useless it is walking around
only at death
does it serve its purpose
Cast then into fire
the man made for love but hates.
to worship his creator
but instead the creatures
wonder not why the goat smiles
under the roasting fire.
Indeed there is only true joy
in fulfilling the maker's purpose
©churchill
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