An Ant
Who thought everyone was working
Trying to build
Who thought everyone was working
Trying to build
Together.
Finding out so many in the colony are
Working to drown the ants they hate.
Digging away
Towards the River
To give themselves a home to themselves.
Waiting for a cleansing rain.
Smirks of future satisfaction
When they won't have to abide in mutual benefaction.
But now the drops are a rat a tat tatting.
The mud is stirring
It's taking us all with it
Someone forgot the flood doesn't care.
Can't see
It swells with a blind mouth
And it licks us all cold.
--Katrina P., Adult