Animals of prayer

There was this sense of wisdom and a hitchhiker with long hair 

and a group of dehydrated animals asking for prayer

we are made of flesh and bone with lonely despair 

don’t kill the animal the preacher cried 

the mother was there 

now the mother looks over 

and tells the child it is fair 

the preacher walks up and has a few words to share 

a stranger found in the dark holding

holding whats to be seen a shiny silverware

preacher mumbling verses

but the killer don’t care.

- newagerebel