Mirth?

Nothing is so low as  dark  dark. earth
Every living being turns to dust
Where  worms and beetles make no claim to worth

I wonder if they’re capable of mirth
As we parade our egos ,as one must!
Nothing is so low as  dark  dark. earth

From blackness comes creation and new birth
As little insects calm us with their trust
The  worms and beetles make no   noisy fuss

Life will happen, cannot be rehearsed
As the tide of life rides with true lust
Nothing is as good as  dark  dark. earth

Looking round, we tremble on our path
Are we selfish,are our actions just?
The  worms and beetles make no   worried fuss

Comes the day and comes the aged Nurse
Has she got your money in her purse?
Nothing is as   dear as  rich  dark. earth
Where  worms and beetles  ground us as they work