To A Vegan Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

The last thing I ate of him, was a spleen,
The poor hermetic pouch, full of red blood cells,
And cooked insulin. Liver is a staple diet, and muscles,
The choicest. On our last encounter, I was eating brains,
Of a she goat, and on some other occasion, an eye-ball.
Allen Ginsberg, said he had chewed a…hole, in a sandwich,
While tail bone fried in own fat is a favorite with many.
They are stunned, killed, bled and suffocated,
It makes little difference whether they will go to hell,
Or heaven, as long as they are slaughtered, with or without mercy.

Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
June 18,2014.