Together in Bondage

Together in bondage
As we sit on the floor
First there were five
But now there are four

You see it in our eyes
You see the churning thoughts
Who will be next?
Who will leave this lot?

The sound of footsteps
Stop our hearts
As we all keep wondering
Who will depart?

The door creeks open
And the forms appear
I clinch my eyes
As the one draws near

He looks us over
And licks my face
And I think solemnly
I hope I’ve a foul taste

He yanks my arm
“No leave me” I shout
I want to go
But not this way out

He whisks me away
And they begin their carnage
And all I wish
Is to be back in bondage

There used to be four
But now there are three
Who will be next?
I hope it’s not me