We who end lives with a wink and a smile
And a song in our hearts and a twinkling eye
Do so with a noble purpose in
mind:
To thin out the rabble of humankind
We are never where you think
We'll be
The shadow underneath your sink
Our
teeth into
Your fragile flesh
Is ours to do with as we
APlease! Oh, help me!A
Here come the cadaver dogs:
They'll find
where the dead girl lies:
Unlike us, they'll be soft with her
Like she were made of eyes
AStreet musician found
strangled
In the trunk of a carA
AGutted vagrant found hanging
From a tree in a parkA
ANaked infant found frozen
On some
steps leading downA
AHeadless foetus found rotting
On the roof of a houseA
Recycle the body pits
And human cluster
dumps
Filled with the burnt, the stabbed
And the lucky machinegunned
There are no victims
Just landfill
statistics
Where overpopulation threatens us all:
ADisordered thinking:A
Is that what they call it?
So, our culling (of) the
herd has left you appalled?
(Or,) see it as a self-defense
If no other way:
Encroaching humans number our days:
Probe the
young for signs
To no effect:
Serial killing's not a birth defect
Here come the cadaver dogs:
They'll find where the dead
man lies:
Unlike us, they'll be soft with him
Like he were thinning ice