The Rotting Carcass
Buried deep under the earth
Draped in layers of soil
There lies a rotting carcass
Free from life’s turmoil
Once consuming for sustenance
From land, water and air
Now going back to elements
As is understandably fair
Decaying flesh
Covered with maggots
Creating sockets and gaps
Where once were pretty spots
Not a welcome sight I know
But nature should take its course
Therein lies ‘it’ that once was ‘he’
That’s what we all are to be
Chitra Bisht
