The Animal, Released
Unconscious of time
only fear and desire.
we’ll not be controlled,
we do not conspire.
Unconscious of pain,
this we will not allow,
nor care for any other’s;
faithful only to now.
Unconscious of demand
on our faltering heart,
only one goal in mind
from our birth, from the start.
Unconscious of sun,
the rain, heat, or cold,
unfeeling, unknowing,
instinctively bold.
Unconscious of good,
evil, chaos, or law.
we cannot be held,
we cannot be bought.
Unconscious of souls
of those that we kill,
only through their demise
can our hunger be still.
Unconscious of death;
may we fall on his knife.
It is only the animal
that brings us to life.
