Deadly Death

I am born from the skin of the Earth.
A creature that roams her flesh.
Clinging to my mother, I never want to let go.
But one day, I must.
Until then, however, I greedily feed on her.
From her.
She provides me my needs.
I fertilize her soil with my body.
And when I finally go,
I will become one with her again.
Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust.
In this way, you and I are alike.
We are born of her and become her again.
Resistance is futile.
And you know what?
I like it this way.