Raw Flesh

Rotting inside out
No release of pressure from the pus under the scabs
Can't reach the itch rising in my heart
Vomit stuck in my throat
Acidic bile burns
From the words gone unheard
Too many people with maggots in their ears
Eating away their brains to mush
Worms for eyes
No wonder they can't see nor listen
Everything's been blown away by nuclear insanity
Humans are quite like dogs
When it concerns returning to eat their own waste
With smiles highlighting their faces
Is ignorance truly bliss?
Only to those with the privilege to ignore it
No wonder the world stinks of slimey, raw flesh
The living were too greedy to extend a helping hand
Why must we turn life into an unnecessary struggle?
Is it really that difficult to help those in need?