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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.

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Date: 11/3/2022 3:14:00 AM
I think it has a timeless element to it....thanks
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Date: 11/2/2022 6:11:00 AM
I see in the comments that you wrote this in 69. A sad and confusing time for youngsters at that time. Nicely written and applicable still, I believe. :)
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Date: 2/3/2022 7:01:00 AM
The older i get the more pertinent and contemporary this work seems to fit.
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Date: 12/7/2021 4:27:00 AM
Thanks John....i wrote that in 1969 as a disgruntled GI about the Viet Nam War....Nixon is the queen, blindly ambitious, and the ant is your average kid sent into combat, very malleable and blindly obedient. Glad you liked it.
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Date: 12/4/2021 4:10:00 AM
Interesting thoughts, Paul, I will ponder these words today. Perhaps we are all slaves to something or someone. Welcome to Poetry Soup. John
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