Disingenuousness
by Mark R Slaughter
Here lies another box for nature,
Carbon ready;
Black to eyes down here,
Where death is at its job.
Up there you’ll hear a rhythmic sob
Or two from living yet-to-dies –
A humming lacrimoso –
It all but cleans the eyes:
Forget it –
The dismal show of grief –
Life is only chemistry –
Our stay is only brief.
It’s we who hype it up!
Diaphragms jerk again;
The jet monotone of hearses
Feeds the disingenuousness
Of undertakers –
They seem to stare at something up ahead –
For them, it’s in the blood,
To taxi off the dead.
Copyright ©: Mark R Slaughter
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 03 – part 03 by Torquato Tasso
- Fragment
- Lying on a Slab by Satish Verma
- The City Revisited by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Straw sandal half sunk by Yosa Buson
- Song—The Highland Balou by Robert Burns
- Eclogue V by Virgil
- Sonnet III: Look In Thy Glass, and Tell the Face Thou Viewest by William Shakespeare
- Sly Dick by Thomas Chatterton
- On Shakespear poem – John Milton poems
- Channel Crossing by Sylvia Plath
- Thou and You poem – Alexander Pushkin
- The Balloon Of The Mind by William Butler Yeats
- Николай Заболоцкий – На закате
- Alciphron and Leucippe by Walter Savage Landor
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