on the slippery back
of your remains
we roam the world
such a huge blessing
even in death,
you help drive the world
in death too
we roam the world
with you on our wheels
what a huge blessing!
your remains it oils
the world's progress
one day
we would fight over
your remains
inking ourselves
oily thick black
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Great poem with brilliant imagery and wonderful style. I rate it 10. Please read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2.