a room full of blood

there's a room full of blood,
i keep trying to clean...
my dress a towel,
my saliva the only water to be seen,

somewhere, a soldier looks into the eyes
of his country's sworn enemy, lays down his weapon,
tired of bloodshed and the last thing he hears
is the click,
somewhere, a hunter sees a 10-point stag,
his elusive prize,
his eyes leave the scope,
follows the gaze into the wild,
somewhere, a hungry diner looks at his overflowing
plate
and thinks of all those who are hungry today,
bows his head in a prayer of thanks, and gives what he has
to the beggar outside,
somewhere, a logger stops with chainsaw in hands,
sees the majesty of the grand oak tree,
sheds a tear before walking away

this is my body....this is my blood.