We Live in a
terrarium..
With our lives
we scurry around
like little ants.
We run
to the store.
We run
to the game.
We run
to pick up the children.
We run to our jobs.
Every day pretty
much like the rest.
Some hold out
their chest
as if they’re
important.
Others think
they rule the world,
but it\'s just a
tiny terrarium.