The Frenetic Cockroaches Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
The Frenetic Cockroaches
The frenetic cockroaches who dill not
Fall face upwards. These, on seeing their friends
Instead of helping them hand to hand
Flew in a frenetic battle of survival
Gripping on walls, wall to wall
Through the hole night, hour on hour
And with the first lights
Sought holes and crevices till next night.
Strength and Ego - that was survival
Their conscience amounted to that.
Just.
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