The claw form long unforgiving nails
To rip the body open to bleed out nasty quick
serve to be the food forest a plate
the bones and remains to house the insects
atleast till the next season
scavengers turn it all up
rodents scurry
vultures nail it
the steam of the stench
Gone like perfume from the party
I see mammals roam and
to the ground bequeathed
This is the guts of it all faith
This is the majestic parade of worms
this is the everlasting life
This holy enforced humility
returning to the lowest form
through
God's veins in these fleety food chains
decorated with our pure denial
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