Sheep VS predator

from a giver to a leech,

and another leech,

and another leech

There is no cycle,

like a roasted suckling pig

things just end there, dead,

after the savoring session of thoughtless consumption

How obvious could it be,

the visible pain from the heart

How not obvious could it be,

that the giving is only giving,

and giving,

and giving

You are sucking too much from what I wanted to offer