Tuesday, 1 June 2010

Slave and Aristocrat Poem

The dead slave, left unmolested in the salt mine
That claimed his life,
Becomes encrusted all over with saline diamonds,
Imperishably blinged.

The dead aristocrat, in the corridor of his mansion,
Untouched by his overcautious slaves,
Rots, decays to contaminating slops, his
Thighbone stolen and gnawed.

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