Joseph the animal killer

 how could you come to this farm
and torch the enclosures of animals?
helpless little animals
defiant grin where's the rest of your body Joseph
Oh we missed the rest of the play

The one that became real life
as real life became false amusement
you and those fires
your tortured disciples

Hoarse and crippled they follow you around
to the next shed or pasture
to burn the flesh of it all
When I challenge you
you forget it is but a fiction

YOU ARE THE ANIMAL

like a murderer who rewound his finger off the trigger
and unstabbed that victim draining out the killer vigor
from the very moment of death
Yet we've missed the play again

crowds of the township have been to get entertained
falling into reality the upturned bottle of agitated ants
into the morning light of caffeine anxiety
that joseph keeps torching every week
taking years off lives with a grin that intensifies the hangover

Not a farm that guarantees safety
as soon as we fence you in
convinced of your safety
a long comes the maniac