Roadkill

My mangled carcass lies in the middle of the road

Untouched since death called on my sweet name

Days go by while only the bugs and buzzards mourn me

Celebrating my sacrificed body that feeds their empty stomachs

My life is over and nature is thriving from its demise

Seconds still pass as if nothing ever even happened

That is the way the world is, it never stops turning

Even if a car hits you head on

The Earth won’t stop and grieve for me, it will continue to grow

No one shows up for my funeral but faintly I can hear the birds

They sing a melancholy prayer as they fly away in the clear blue sky

Slowly my soul disappears, while the sun shines on my flesh and bones.