Spider

Spider

Don’t like eating vegetables

Dreams of going around the world

Hates betrayers

Spider

She asks herself,

Why did he invent,

Such horrible stuff,

Why did he make them,

 So green,

Why did he make them,

At all

He invented

Cows,

And sheep,

And goats,

And fish,

And chicken,

And meat,

Full of protein,

Full of blood,

Full of tasty treats,

Full of everything she needs,

But,

Why,

Why did he invent such horrible things,

Their colours are nice,

But,

At the end of the day,

Who really cares about colours,

When they just end up

At the bottom of your guts,

Why not,

Make a super meat,

With all those

Vitamins,

And nutrients,

Mixed into one,

Avoiding the need,

The necessity,

Of having to eat,

A single morsel,

A single bite,

Of those,

Those horrible,

Horrible things!

The world,

It’s such a small place,

So few things to see,

So few things to do,

Yet,

It’s bigger than,

Than what she

Has now,

That small river,

Not far from her house,

Those small buildings,

She passes every day,

On her way to work,

On her way to school,

Those people,

She doesn’t know,

She dreams,

Of being like Colombus,

And Cook,

Sailing those high seas,

Riding those waves,

Going,

Where no man

Has gone before,

Leaving footprints,

Creating memories,

And taking images,

With her,

Back home,

She dreams

Of seeing life,

Of meeting life,

Of knowing life,

That isn’t in her books,

Nor on her T.V,

Nor on the internet

She dreams of life,

She knows all about,

Through her phone,

Through google,

Through facebook,

She dreams of that life,

That so close it’s on her doorstep,

Yet,

Is so far away,

It could be mars.

If someone betrays you once its his fault,

If he betrays you twice its your fault

Nonetheless,

She hates it still the same,

She hates those guys,

Who snicker and sneeze,

Who squirm,

And who squiggle,

Who cannot,

Be a man,

Or a woman,

And face the facts,

Opening up,

About what is,

And what is not,

She hates,

Those liars,

Who prod and

And piddle,

If,

Someone betrays you once,

It’s his fault,

The bastard,

The b…h

Why betray at all,

When transparency is best.

If someone betrays you twice,

It’s your fault,

Aren’t people worth a second chance

Are people worthy of being shown

An open door,

Yet,

As long as it’s not a revolving door,

Betrayal,

Deceit,

Is not something she can forgive,

Is not a reward, she seeks,

Is not something she likes,

Betrayal,

Deceit,

Is not that web, she spins,

And she is not that spider,

Who waits,

Hiding away,

In that dark corner,

Waiting,

Ready to pounce.