Useless Things
Useless Things
Parasites are useless
By definition
Mere takers
Not givers
Why then
Did God create them
Mosquito’s are useless
An annoying itching blood sucking nuisance
So then
For what obscure and Godly purpose
Do you think God created them
Was it because we could take pleasure in killing them
Because I do
One less Mosquito in the world
One less Mosquito to bite you
Don’t tell me it’s the Devils work
A mere fallen angel could not conceive
Of all the living detailed intricacies
For blue printing a Mosquito
But still it’s a peculiar notion
Tapeworms, tics and fleas
Bed bugs and sawflies
And all their other parasitic families
In the great and grand Natures plan of things
What possible intention
Was behind their invention
They’re useless
Just an annoyance
For what incomprehensible divinities purpose
Does a Mosquito
Comprehend
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2008
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