Since people fearful of this topic most,
its theme does pleasure no one but our host.
Man’s muddied up the waters for review
and so our turbid topic in a stew.
He’s known by cryptic such as ‘passed away’
or some do like to say ‘he could not stay’.
And some resound ‘he’s gone to better place’
but none of us seem willing in the chase.
Though subject’s known to all, and all will cuss
that time when he may come, we all adjust.
To those who gripe and moan and then debate
the terror and the ills of his estate,
‘Tis only death who offers apt reply:
“What better options lie beneath your sky?”
I challenge you to write a poem in the form of a review. You can review either animate or inanimate things, real places or imaginary places. You can write in the style of an online review (think Yelp) or something more formal that you might find in a newspaper or magazine. (I imagine that bad reviews of past boyfriends/girlfriends might be an easy way to get into this prompt, though really, you can “review” anything in your poem, from summer reading lists for third graders to the idea of the fourth dimension).