Guilt built in

arobot

Guilt built in
  

   

At first I mistook them as some rice forsaken

That became a banquet for the ants so hearten

Thousands of black ants swarmed there batching

Over a layer of white eggs about hatching

I know not why they chose my pot

As their nestle and breeding lot

 

I took them to the hose, out of fear and disgust

With a strong spray I flush then to the gutter

But some still clung desperate with their guts

Baby eggs held fast in their jaws and cluttered

 

I left them in the scorching sun

In hope that they would to the the shades run

Hours later there was a rainstorm

I assumed they had evacuated to a dorm

 

But, upon overlooking, there in the pot

Black ants and their white babies sank to their lot

When they bustled and rustled in this dining hall

How would they expect such calamity to befall

Thousands of lives I left to die, a guilt built therein

But why couldnt they get out the way they got in

 

  • Author: arobot (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 25th, 2020 11:50
  • Category: Unclassified
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