Saturday, March 24, 2012

Humans

Boiled flavorful rice left on the porch
For the uglies to carry to the revered ancestors
To free their soul
Satiate their hunger
Free their shackles from Lucifer's abode
A death of joy
Imparting peace for the happy after-life...

Millions on earth as they die
Little fists outstretched for a grain
To stand up strong
On their twig like limbs
A tiny stomach bulging, air and dust swirling inside
A life of pain
Relief, as death unburdens the heavy earth...

Such is the mind
Such is the heart
And so are humans bound
Scorn for the alive
Tears for the dead
Life as it lies uncared for
Ashes saved in an ornate urn...

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