Worldly people make me sigh everyone craves meat their plates and bowls are never dry they always ask for more they give a meatless feast one day then kill pigs and sheep the next they're led by their karma never by their hearts for every deed they do for Heaven they do a hundred more for Hell their whole family mourns when Yama takes them away and heats them in an oven and washes them in a cauldron until at last they emerge wearing a new set of clothes | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HERO AND LEANDER by CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE MODERN LOVE: 1 by GEORGE MEREDITH THE RUBAIYAT, 1889 EDITION: 19 by OMAR KHAYYAM ON A PIECE OF TAPESTRY by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE BUOY-BELL by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER THE THREE HERMITS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS AN EPITAPH, ON A FOOLISH BOASTER by PHILIP AYRES |