Every day the mouse thinks of being sacrificed
And counts its days of life glottalized.
But the mouse is somewhat complacent
Cause the care of human is complaisant.
...
The man wondered, 'What is hope? '
Metacognition defined, it's nothing but a dope.
The heart objected to the proposition.
And told it's an ambiguous anticipation.
...
Sacrifice
Every day the mouse thinks of being sacrificed
And counts its days of life glottalized.
But the mouse is somewhat complacent
Cause the care of human is complaisant.
The D-day comes
The mouse realised crises
And exclaimed, Humans are so egotistical!
Perhaps more statistical.
While in eternal sleep the mouse pondered
Do human hearts have become cloistered?
Not all but some, indeed
They give hope, only to recede.
The mouse sacrificed its life for human benefit
Yet human brought another one as refit.