The sun welcoming me
into its soft, warm arms,
as I make my way-
matching pace with my swarm
The dew on the leaves,
glistening and serene
The blades of grass,
all hale and green
As the wind blows,
we slow our pace
then steadily climb
the moss stone, our base
Spotting human-gous giants,
the general calls,
'Focus on stealth
Careful where you crawl'
Sneaking into boxes-
a sandwich here,
Rejoicing the leftovers-
a bit jelly there
As my comrades march
with me,
we gather quickly
the fallen cheese and peas
Glad for ourselves,
but sorry for the humans-
Ungrateful they are,
though plenty in benisons
Throwing away food
No human for another
Exploiting the Earth-
our mother
I hope they look around
and reflect-
As we toil and save
And they learn
from what they introspect
Zaynab
12 June 2020
YOU ARE READING
A Paint Bucket of Words
PoetryA poetry collection ATTENTION: If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form, please go to: https://www.wattpa...
