FAMILY REUNION


The very first time
I saw a pig get killed
I was
4 or 5
Year old

There was a huge
Family reunion
It might have been
A weeding
Or a birthday party

I don’t recall
What I do remember
Was the disgusting pig
Laying on the dirt

It looked like
A lethargic giant

Next to the swine
There was a bonfire
Being started
The women were
Holding the
Bronze pots
Where the animal
Was going to be cooked

One of the grownups
Pull out a pistol
A shot it
What a horrible
Noise came forth
From the other
White meat

But it did not died
It’s skin was so
Thick that the
Bullet did not
Made it through

Then an old—timer
Pulled out his knife
And went to work

The screams stopped
Quickly and
The festivities continued