As the knowing expands
drop dead the holy-cows
that I worshipped
admired, liked and loved!
I have grown a few
I have grown into a few
Kill them all!
My veins run their milk,
but
it's time
to be ungrateful.
Though insecure
I might find peace,
in a holy-cowless land!
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