When Hunger Calls


When hunger calls

You will betray all abstractions

All promises made to concepts and ideologies

We swore to by candlelight.

Because the fire in your belly

Will not be based on those things

It will be literal, it will be real pain

And you will deny all that you love

More than three times

Before the fire on the horizon

Rises on its divine orbit

Or you have loosed that light

By the will of your own hand

Like a golden Prometheus

On the winning team.

Riding into town proud and reborn

on your kill machine.

They have taken you away my son…..

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