Trepidation Into Nature
The ant is one who works all day
and barely sleeps at night
Seldom is he, if ever
fearful of an unjust or a losing fight
He lives to serve a queen
and she he seldom 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 like ants one and all
constantly ignorant of our own minds' call.
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