Man is an refining thing,
an animal bred for processing,
we eat, we shit, we read,
we write, we hear, we sing,
we smart, we sting, we reap,
we sow, we reap, we reap,
we reap until Donne’s g-d doth weepe;
and still, with shit-slick sickles,
we tally the harvest and sing our hymns,
we hurt the weak and hang the fickle,
still, and still, we reap and reap.
Man is An
