I, who will die <br />And entombed under a stone <br />Amid of sands I'll lie <br />I'll be too conscious to groan. <br />Mortal me, mortal me! <br />. <br />I, who will be forgotten <br />After some weeks of my demise <br />While all pride in me is rotten <br />I'll be unaware, to be precise. <br />Mortal me, mortal me! <br />. <br />I, who will be devoured, <br />My stomach, lungs and retina <br />By some maggots underworld <br />I'll be the breakfast, lunch and dinner. <br />Mortal me, mortal me!<br /><br />Joseph Oladehinde Ibikunle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mortal-me-what-the-body-says-to-the-soul/
