Devourer

This is a cousin to the poem "Them"

The sun has risen,
The rooster has crowed.
Its time for the waking
From a slumber grown old.
More and more are sedated,
Hypnotized, souls cremated.
Eye's covered to conceal
The poisoned meal
Set before your nose
But you cant see
The skull and the bones
On the bottle with one eye
Closed and the other
Tends to wander
Looking for silver and gold
Or a seductive body to hold
And yet your food
Is covered in mold
They say eat
You eat and say "Yumm,
That was delish."
They smile
As they put more in your plate
You eat and eat
Without a clue or restraint.
Your belly is full
But you're hungry for more
As you look out the window
On the stoop sit the poor.
But the day before,
The poor sat in your seat
Eating the same meal
You believe is a treat.
Time passes
Without your consent.
You pay no mind;
Your body is content.
Your bed has been made
In a room with no light.
The owl hoots in the dark
to say Good Night

2010
BlaqueMeramaid
*Poem by Lex*