Moles We All Are Poem by me poet yeps poet

Moles Darling Sweety,
moles

Do you know
what and who moles are
ah friends

They are like
rats
who desert
the sinking ship first

they bring forth news
from under covers
what was
who doing
what

you had already imagined

Then you club them,
dead

Have you ever seen
a dead rat
that's exactly
what happens
to humans,
when dead

No sole
No soul
otherwise ratty
will be the heavens
meaning smelly
once all rats
dead
are not buried

hurry
bury