1mourning its loss
weeping for a variable unknown
the equation is undefined.
swan dive, throw in your own
balance is needed
sacrifice necessary.
the planners calculate coldly
it is merely a number
for the greater good
a single person would be willing
only
just
one.
the masses agree.
selected at random
congrats, you're the
lucky winner.
aren't you thrilled to be
_giving_ for the
community?
a million faces
swarming in his (or hers, now
don't be so sexist- after all,
it's a free and equal
country we live in)
eager, pressing forward
get a glimpse of the
hero
"works in my building,
you know,"
they murmer proudly.
a duo of frightened eyes
scans the crown
a wordless plea for- what?
mercy?
meets only introverted stares
already thinking of the
witness papers, and then!
the delicious-
(an unconcious licking of
metaphorical lips)
perhaps tonight it will come.
anticipation heightening sensation.
but!
back to the present- after
that short commercial break
smile, smile
big
square
white
teeth
flash and bang!
but you're getting distracted again,
my dear.
ANYways.
a silent scream rips the
general contentment
in two.
a faint uneasiness pierces the mob.
(quick, increase intravenous flow)
and yet...
something slightly
human
stirs in heavy-lidded eyes
too long kept captive
(more, more)
breaking free-
(up!)
almost-
(they've almost)
there-
(NO!)
a roar-
the number is added
the balance restored.