The black ant crawled along, for so long and so slow,
Crossing barricades towards other barricades;
A champion of its race, victor of life’s battles;
Held within so minute a space- expendable?
There is a way out, the Overlord knows.
Shall I direct it to freedom and let it live,
Or should it be allowed its time in gaol?
Uncertainty shall follow certainty;
But pray, to be followed by certainty.
Death shall be there and so shall life.
If all’s certain, where’s the fight?
Lessons, lessons, lessons- games of the Overlord.
To be made mightier- than you are, black ant!
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
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