Season Of Salt

The damage is done

We consumed it all

We cave to the sun

And the seasons of salt

When the meat

Has nothing left to eat

And self reflects

Existentially

Church and state

Scour the skies

For ways to explain

Exactly why

They now fill their guts

On the flesh of their

Constituents

Now the most

Valuable mineral

Is sodium chloride

Should we salt ourselves?

A new food chain defined

By class and race

And breeding stock

By those who best

Can spin stories of

Disappointed gods

History has shown

Man will gnaw the bones

Of friends

In the end

The damage is done

We consumed it all

We cave to the sun

And the seasons of salt

The rain may fall

In the years to come

And wash the bodies

Of who succumbed

To our greatest weakness

A need for sustenance

We'll go to ground

Hide from the light

And desperate neighbors

Eager to bite

Clouds pregnant

With gray nourishment

Disembowel themselves

Far too late

For us to grow any grains

Something will grow

In our place

Once the salt

Is washed away

The rain will reclaim

We caved to the sun

And the seasons of salt

The rain may fall