Meat

Everytime i eat a piece
Of meat, I find myself thinking
"Something had to die for me
To eat"
Like how was it killed?
Who was the executioner?
Who is more heartless; me who
Eats and licks my fingers,
Or the man who butchered the animal?
wait, again I think
How was it killed?
Was it strangled,
Or stoned to death?
Or burnt alive at the stake?
Or drowned?
Or electrocuted?
Or beheaded?
Sometimes the questions are more
frightening
Than the answers
So i stop asking, I stop pondering
and simply savage
My piece of meat.
(Poor animal).