Tiny Blessings

Delicate life, wriggle for me
Tiny buds like drops of cream
With your brethren you cleanse
Make the leavings fertile again

Garbage is your playground
Without conversion there is no growth
Refuse is your buffet
Without you there's not enough decay

Your work is vital to the earth
You serve your purpose well
You are God's creatures blessed
Maggots who are so often despised