Feeding

I see the stars forming
Then I see them dying
I see them being eaten
By an opposing force

Much like here on earth
We wish to fill our girth
Lions, cheaters, flycatcher
And most important MAN

I understand the need
For of all things to feed
From tiny little organisms
To great expansive stars

Yet I sit here wondering,
When I am decomposing
What will feed on me?
My soul is so confused