The Steer's Revenge
(or You Are What You Eat)
See them plump, parading
with cherubic cheeks,
their blimp-like breasts
and bouffant thighs chafing,
framing cheese,
butter, milk and ice cream-fed
pendulous bellies swaying
as they waddle, breathing laboriously,
to receive their first, second and third
place prizes, oversize satin ribbons
of heart disease and diabetes,
the dairy princes and princesses
who comprise America's Royal Obesity,
her children suckled vicariously
by mothers whose milk
is a blueprint for producing
2,000 pound steers.
Look. At. Us.
Of all Earth's creatures,
only man wetnurses himself
with the milk of another species.
