Feast Fit For A King

We had to do a poem for lit homework, basing it off one of the art pieces our seniors did for their As. I kinda chose the easiest one, and I'm writing while being quite stoned, so this isn't the deepest nor weird poems I have written/ will write. But hey, it should be quite a fun read. Also, I kinda followed a rigid-er structure for this poem, so it actually looks poem-like.

Feast Fit For A King - 9.3.13

I.

"Today, we serve the choicest of all spreads

For the first ever food festival this

World has ever experienced of its kind

Come all, to this royal affair that we

Your friends, subordinates, have done for you

II.

Entrée, a cold dish of finger foods and
Scalloped eyes, with a serving of a brain
Cold, savoury, to whet your taste buds as
You wait for the next course, the relevés
Ignoring waste left on the plate, untouched

III.
Ah, here comes, the battered seafood, fried to
Perfection, crispier than one would guess
Served to our distinguished guests and esteemed
Gourmets, do not worry too much about
What is not eaten, merely scraps for beasts

IV.
For the dogs, and now we serve the main course
Bon appetit, sir, jar of worms opened
Served in a secret red sauce and glossy
Eyes, once more, deliciously round. using
Fingers to feast, he feeds, gorging all food

V.
The king's dish, tender, soft flesh and muscle
The exotic heart, once called the strongest
Emotion, compassion, love and care for
All beneath him. But this time, it is meat
Which shall sate the baying of animals"

VI.
"A heart is not simply enough any
More, neither are our thoughts and brains. Our five
Basic senses betray what we know, what
Is needed to save our conscience, morals
Before we all become like what we eat

VII.
A plea to all humanity to end
Our bestial and barbaric ways. We must
Take action, stop the inhumanity
Of human beings. Savages. Brutal in
Our apathetic hunt for dominance

VIII.
Open your eyes to see, if they have not
Already been eaten by your inner
Animal, cannibalized. And see if
You enjoy what you see, the waste, the food
The mindless indulgence that we all love"

IX.
"The desserts have arrived, after much wait
We apologize for the delay and
Hope you will understand we ran out of
Fecal matter to feed you, so instead
Have some fruits, and let me hear what you think."

X.
"Simply amazing, the world must hear of
This delicacy, this which our masters
Once devoured on a hot summer's day. They
Must enjoy the taste, that one of change and
Transformation, role reversal. So sweet.
Surely, a feast fit for a king of beasts"