This Business Of Dying Comments

fine composition! I added 10 to this poem

An interesting reading: viewing dying as a business. You very cleverly connected it with current problems facing us - population growth, pollution, religious belief. All of this is very serious, of course, so your injection of humor is welcomed (“taking a sniff. Yes, that’s him.” and “I don’t know where my garbage goes”.) . The lines I “like” are: “as they barbecue us to cinders”; “We become something to hide”; “We leave ourselves all over the place”, (Isn’t that the idea; ex., writing poems and posting them here so that others might read them eventually/forever?): “dispose of us immediately like unwanted evidence”; and “a flourish labeled a funeral”. “all the plastic detritus” - plastic is a well-chosen word vs. recycling. The problem is that there are miles of plastic containers floating in various places of the ocean. Plastic breaks down into very small particles eventually, but those particles remain forever. Well thought out and well written giving us a worthy material to contemplate.

Who knows how many bones fill the ground below our feet? ...................... yet a quest persistsby the life long immemorial but little breath yet unabsolved the queries are still unanswered as we need the whole of our life time lest we get all the answers...........wonderful piece of write with breath taking imagery and metaphors, and we simply stare to the fact by the metaphysics as we don`t have the answers onto the finale on to our ur own volley of silent queries when deathlessly slithers and ultimately proclaiminmg that we are dead, and we do exist non existantly, a gret write ingenious,10+, thanks for sharing

very interesting! keep writing! If we could listen to Beethoven's Eroica Symphony and Tchaikovsky's Pathetic Symphony, maybe we can give more repect to funeral ceremony and dead men. Who knows?