I am the earthworm
Lord of the Underworld;
you hardly think of me
except perhaps as angleworm


I give the earth nitrogen
phosphates and potash;
and the soil is rich for
all my muscular contractions


I create passages for air
and water;
and by sheer power of my burrowing
I bring all these together


and if you think
I’m just tube
and mucus that I secrete,
sweetheart,
wait till you come
to the earth
for I’ll break you down
and convert you
into humus and casts



O, I am the earthworm
Lord of the Underworld;
you hardly think of me
except perhaps as angleworm


so when are you coming,
sweetmeat,
when are you coming
down to earth?

Raj Arumugam

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