Soul Food

Soul Food

by

E C Wesch


It grieves me not to see you dwell,
in a world that’s gone insane.
Where ego-maniacs control the lives,
and dole out all the pain.

Each time that you corrupt a soul,
it satiates our hungry need.
For we feed upon your memories,
and your pathetic greed.

Your obsession, obtaining wealth,
gives us wanton pleasure.
Your heartless unconcern for life,
is also what we measure.

We will just get stronger,
each time you commit a crime.
We will patiently wait for you,
for we have lot's of time.

So do your worst to others,
we dare you to heed this call.
You'll sacrifice your soul to us,
and you can feed us all.