Passing a butchers’ market
Passing a butchers’ market once I watched
The sheep and oxen standing side by side.
Cattle too many to count, like schools of fish,
And flocks of fowl were all awaiting death.
Blood was congealing over clotted blood.
While butchers, rank on rank, were spilling more.
Nearby was the fisher’s market, filled with fish,
And crowds of fishermen…
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