Francis Duggan


On Blow Flies


The dead animal or bird that is left unburied serves Nature in a useful way
New life forms are born on them blow fly maggots thrive on flesh decay
They grow to the blow flies of the future life born on the dead every day
And blow flies serve their purpose in Nature despite what many think or say
Yes blow flies does serve their own purpose whatever that purpose may be
And they too are a life form of Nature like us born to mortality,
Blow flies less destructive than humans they do not cut down old growth trees
Though many with that bound to differ by saying that they carry disease
Save for Buddhists most people hate blowflies and if they can will do them ill
They spray them with the deadly fly sprays all flying things some do love to kill,
Those who say that blowflies serve their own purpose on such thinking have a convert in me
Though there are millions if not billions who on such with them could not agree
And I one of many who eat the flesh of dead creatures can only ask the question why
Some do find great pleasure in killing anything that hop, run, swim or fly?

Submitted: Tuesday, November 24, 2009
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