Worms shall wait!

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With each step: one, two, three and the next,
To the grave down thy feet thou move ahead;
Worms and all that wait there for their feast
Shall devour thy eyes, thighs and thy tiny feet.

 

Copyright © July 23, 2019, Newton Ranaweera
Image source: Pixabay

13 thoughts on “Worms shall wait!

  1. Yes, our death is a worms’ banquet. At least, every single bit will be “recycled”. Well written with an air of old poetry using the forms “thou” and “thy”. Shakespearian reminiscences.

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  2. Funny that you should have written about death. I just happened to re-read “Death Be Not Proud” by John Donne again recently. The poem was published in 1633, while the bubonic plague raged.

    It reads, in part:

    “Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
    Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so…
    Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men…
    One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
    And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.”

    Donne was a devout Christian.

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