Ok, not sure how I feel about this one, but I need feedback! It doesn't matter what you have to say-say it. Enjoy!
A colony of ants march
Marching across deserts
Daring mountains
Tangled jungles
and mounds of trash.
I sit here
Watching
Magnifying glass in hand
Wondering
Do they have soul?
A thumping heartbeat?
Brains so developed
We just don't understand?
Could he be my Uncle?
Cursed to live a tiny life?
An army of insects
Chewing through houses
Yet, they live
They move
What if they're like us somehow?
Again I wonder once more
Grip my magnifying glass
And a single thought enters my brain
What the hell
A single ray of sun to start a fire
