Feast Of Filth Poem by Kenneth Umunna

In hate a rejected breed
In love you accept to feed
From maggots your meal become
And for drink the blood of some
With shells now turned to meat
And peels a delight like wheat

From cans of worms you make meal
The birds resist to make a deal
They are saner than you ever thought
The slimy soup they sought
They see with you and fly
Through many routes they ply

The pigs grunt in disgust
Your feast of filth they can’t digest
The buzz of flies around your table
Can’t make them stay to hear your fable
I hope you feast in joy
While we move to learn your ploy