It’s as if my life is an open buffet,

Now serving all night and of course all day,

              TODAY’S SPECIAL’S

Sweet innocents served with a kind heart.

Smothered in a succulent loving soul sauce.

With self esteem on the side,

Don’t forget our fine selection of blood,

Sweat and tears. They all come from the

Greatest of years!

This fine feast is “all you can eat”

Free to devour.

This sad café is open 24 hours.

This is a generous offer you can not deny.

Now hurry for there is…A Limited supply!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

People can steal peices of you. Until their is nothing left.

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Alphabet Jox's picture

How true and beautiful! Great poem.