William Masonis Poet Free verse

To the Tiny Ants I Slaughter Every Day

To the Tiny Ants I Slaughter Every Day

I've been at war with you for some time now.

Your initial assault was impressive, I'll give you that.
Slew you by thousands, 
Black swarms down the shower drain.

Now it's down to scouting parties
Up through the sinks every morning.
I drown you, crush you without thought;
Little red smears easily wiped away.

Does your Queen wonder why
Her Probes never return?
Are they, in their last moments
Aware of their immolation?
Are our own cells,
Myriads every second,
Aware of theirs?

Miracles are happening inside those doomed cells 
The ants have brains, 
Actually the largest by body mass,
Miniscule though they be.

While Out There
In the formless Nothing of Space
There await The Asteroid, The Great Solar Flare
The Giant Gamma Ray Burst
The Wandering Black Hole
To quash the tiny Probes,
To rid the Gods
Of the tiny, tiresome ants.

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