Painfully, for you to enjoy

The end is near
Past year was fun
Well-fed with all good food
A goat can only dream of

The end has come
Chewing all the delicacies
Revelled in my master’s love
Never tried to find a reason

The end is now
Clear, everything has become
All the care and pampering
Was just to fatten and kill

This is the end
No amount of bleating
Will help; It’s time to die
Painfully, for you to enjoy.

Sometimes

Sometimes,
All we need is
A shoulder to lean on
But shoulders are sparse now

Sometimes,
All we need is
A smile to cheer us
But smiles are miles away

Sometimes,
All we need is
A word of comfort
But words are beyond reach

Sometimes,
All we need is
A little air to breathe
But air is full of airs