Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

Am I a Meat Eater, Or Am I The Meat ?

Mr prompt man, you are pricking my conscience. I love meat, but I hate eating it. It’s just that we have lost so much it’s just another thing to surrender. The way I look at the world, if there were not so many humans we could still enjoy the luxuries of life. The more of us there are the less each individual can enjoy, at least in theory. Trouble is, if that luxury is making someone money, then we can still have it regardless of the threat to our existence.

Nothing funny today, the prompt has put me in a sombre mood. If you want funny take a look at yesterdays, most of you seem to have missed it.

Nothing

There’s nothing can fix this world, If you just work out the math, nothing you can do now just sit back and laugh.

No glue can stick it, no thread strong enough, just hang on my friends, the endings gonna be rough.

All words Meadowhead Bard.

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