Meat

When you’re working
When you’re sleeping
When you’re making love
You know that down
Underneath it all
You’re avoiding one
Devastating thought
You’re made of meat
And every day
Another piece
Starts to decay
You remember when
You were six years old
And you cut your thumb
So vividly
You forgot the pain
But you retained the shock
Of when you recognised
You’re made of meat
And every day
Another piec
Falls to decay
You have no say
You’re only mat
You’re resisting it
Not controlling it
You console yourself
By thinking it’s
Not as bad as it
Might have been if you
Hadn’t tried so hard
You’re made of meat
And day by day
And piece by piece
You will decay
Until you say
Farewell to meat
You hope and pray
You’re more than meat
You’ll fly away
You’ll fly away
So it’s okay
But you’re only meat
I’m sorry