Trepidation Into Nature
The ant is one who works all day
and barely sleeps at night.
And seldom is he, if ever,
fearful of an unjust or a losing fight.
He lives to serve a queen
and she he never sees.
But he is hers in mind and soul
to do with as she please.
She dictates and rules to all her breed
with a simple yes or no.
For she is the queen and her word is law
this we all know to be so.
But the queen behind her mask she sneers
at the knave of an ant and all his peers.
who work all day and through the night
and fight the battle of a losing fight
and believe that because of her
what they do is right.
Yes, we are all ants,
one and all
constantly ignorant of our own minds call.
Copyright © Paul Flynn | Year Posted 2021
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