Out in the field is a breeding shed
Where in a manner of speaking “wed”
The cow and the bull who pasture here
So other bulls can’t interfere
Have human beings gone beyond
These crude arrangements and grown fond
Of one another, even wed
With homes and families instead?
What is the disparity
Between a beast and you and me?
Is there something more than less
In human beings, can you guess?
There is a destiny intended
Which Jesus on the cross defended
A destiny beyond demise—
But first dispense with all the lies
That make us merely kinds of beasts
Excluded from the favored feasts