Bug Destiny

Bug Destiny Round tiny bug moves slow along the garden path Avoiding traffic as it trudges along Carries the hardened armor of its ancestry Down there too, through the centuries The weight of that nobility With it, on its back, through history Portals of time laid out in its direction Its lineage developed skills for battles In darkened bitter caves With aging somber rocks in far off lands And along the seasoned shores Over millions and billions of years Ants search day and night for this small creature Little round bugs are a staple on their menu They will not rest until This morsel is served up in honor of their queen Solo insect as black as death Stands by in armor ready Ants take their forces onward against the drop of day Their tiny march relentless, endless and grave Black bug hunkers down in his encasing Waiting In case bad things should happen And to survive another day The army attacks Storms in on solo bug in stark surprise With concise incisions ready Sharp mandibles set to dissect it on the spot Little bug has one last trick It tastes of sour and stinky feet The ants retreat defeated Round bug makes its rounds about the garden gate In its cultivated aged defense makes it to another day Future generations will praise this day That kept their kind alive Depriving queen ant of a nasty meal Of destinies surprise