I Shall Prepare a Feast For Thousands… And Yet Never Grease a Pan
A humersome yet morbid ghazal, for Halloween!!!
All in the world around you is dead
Or to you it appears to be dead
Then life lurks somewhere under there
Maggots: they live and thrive on the dead
Bacterium’s eat and love rotting flesh –
They cannot survive without the dead
Teeming it is with life – the stiff corpse
That to the casual eye, it looks dead
Nut nature lets nothing go to waste
Feast for organisms are corpses dead
What solace to think that when I pass
Ill be but a maggots meal when dead.