The Ants

The letters are melting off the page, Day by day they go into a fade. The colors, they glow like paint on the snow, And as the night goes on they vibrate into space. The moon gazes at the little ants, As they run around and shoot rockets at it's face. The sun it's bold, but not bold enough, The ants are killing the Earth and it's had enough. Solar flares hit the Earth and colors glow, The Earth knows it's for its own good. One day the ants will learn their place in life, One day the Earth will live in harmony for once in its life. -eddie Written 4/10/11