Arisia has inspired my dormant inner filker. Here's one about Paolo Bacigalupi's Ship Breaker. Mild, cryptic spoilers.
Ship Breaker
They call us ship breakers but that is a lie
These ships wallowed broken before we were born
We do no more than scavenge the carcasses
Of whales blown ashore by the storm
Chorus:
Why is the wasteful raptor adored
And the useful vulture despised?
Riddle me this, my vulture child,
Now it’s time to go out on your own
Remember this, my vulture child,
Before you leave meat on the bones
We drain the black blood that pools under steel skin
We spool bright copper nerves that will never more spark
We scar our own skin to make our own kin
As we crawl and scrape by in the dark
Chorus
We’re the mold on your bread
Making cures out of garbage
The worms in your corpse
making farm fields from war
the things you beget and prefer to ignore
are our harvest, and our home
Chorus
Now you’re riding too fast and too high on the winds
To see carrion comfort below and behind
Stay aloft if you can, but try not to forget
The sweet smell of rot and the salt tang of sweat
And the kin you can scavenge from those they discard
Will love fierce, and hold hard.
Chorus