What Is The Role Of Cowards In Lord Of The Flies

The sour stench of feces radiated from the boat, beckoning flies to cautiously hover in mid air nearby, not too close but close enough to indulge in the nasal nightmare; they are cowards, they are survivors. The flies slowly edge closer. They gain confidence in their motion, no one has interrupted their thirst for dead cells, the humps of meat in the boat lay limp. A young boy, flung on an upturn bucket, gradually opens his eyes, he feels the prickle of a fly as it lands on his leg. Swat! The fly gives a sickening crunch and twitches against the boys leg. He makes no attempt to clear the mess for fear he may keel over in the process. The swatting motion should have killed him but he needed to cling on to the shred of human dignity he had left.