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.

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