Facing the Thousand

In the distance, they are circling

I watch them go around and around, never tiring

The one near death is hypnotized and closes its eyes

One last time

Patiently they wait for that perfect moment to descend

And pick to pieces a once healthy

Body of passion and life

It's me or it's you and I get to decide

Which one lives and which one dies

Where and when?

How and why?

HERE and NOW

A vital organ plucked out

Because I need to survive

Self-sacrifice is suicide

Circling with occasional cries

Of delight?

Of anticipation or remorse for nature's ceaseless

patterns?

Binding every being to the same sick fate

What unfortunate creature must suffer

Watching a thousand deaths spiral slowly towards it

It's me or it's you and I get to decide

Which one lives and which one dies

Where and when?

How and why?

HERE and NOW

A vital organ plucked out

Because I need to survive

Self-sacrifice is suicide

What unfortunate creature must suffer

Watching a thousand deaths spiral towards it

With the will but not the strength to move on

From this place

Just close your eyes, just breathe your last sigh

Just let go of this life

Just close your eyes, just breathe your last sigh

Just let go, it's come now, your time

How do you want us to die?

With regrets rotting away all of my success?

With longing eating away at my fulfillment?

Must every self-interested act inflict

Devastation on another?

Would you rather rot or be picked to pieces (still)

alive?

How do you want us to die?