He forgot that his body was a part of him.
And so he ate it. He thought it was grass.
Well, at least that kept him sane--
He said, “that’s not me, that there morass.”
And he didn’t feel the thrill of the grizzly
Bear about to rip off someone’s
Face. But he and his friends tottered
About on crumbling skeletons.
It will be fine when the lion, the leopard,
The wolf, the snake, the bear and their friends
Come back to the table. “Can you pass the salt?”
The seal looks at you, extends
A flipper. The giraffe no longer kicks,
So why not be friends? I feel better already.
Everything that was stolen from me,
My God, for so long, and now I feel steady.
Yaacov David Shulman