We Were Worms
We were worms all of us
Not quite the food of hawks or eagles
Burried in crunchy crust
I was the one that walked the beagles
Fed the cat
Washed the mat
And made all the toilets smile
I was the one happy with the chance to toil
We we worms all of us
From Europe all over
Our bodies sang in chorus
Peeling the apple for hunger
We wriggled to the core
Bit hard seeds in search of hope
Dream drunk and very poor
New York was big enough for scope
Of everything, except this
The cold and frumpy mist.
And deep in the heart of it, I heard
The cry of the predator bird
Copyright © L'Nass Shango | Year Posted 2012
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