A Plague Of Moths Poem by George Krokos

George Krokos

George Krokos

Samos, Greece (Now lives in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia)

A Plague Of Moths



Prelude
Here's a story that deserves some mention
which may seem as strange now to relate
being in part due to a personal intention
not to cause harm to any creature to date
because in the practise of ahimsa it's fate.

Non-violence is a discipline that's observed
by one who's on some yogic spiritual path
where no living creature's life end is served
intentionally or through a wilful act of wrath
to ensure a better outcome in life's aftermath.
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There was for a while a plague of small moths
which seemed to be coming from a bedroom
out of a wardrobe that was strewn with cloths
on its floor which needed cleaning by a vacuum
the modern day equivalent of an electric broom.

At first, these little moths didn't seem so bad
but as time passed multiplied to such an extent
that it became so annoying even somewhat sad
to have to take necessary action with an intent
use a strategy to remove them and implement.

Various methods were thereby used initially
including catching them with a jar off the wall
as they came out of their hiding places to be
resting there for a while 'til one could forestall
attracted by the light of day mind does recall.

Then after catching a few of them in this way
they were released out in the backyard free
in a new environment where they could stay
or fly around and according to their nature be
away from that place they were born to see.

Some of them, no doubt, would die out there
as the struggle for survival would be too great
and they'd only end up being some morsel fair
for another creature on its food chain to date
unless a safe place was found before too late.

When considering the damage they did cause
to those items of clothing which they lived on
while hatching and growing without a pause
there are no regrets now that they have gone
except in a mind with lessons to reflect upon.

The other methods used to get rid of them were
of placing mothballs in the areas they'd infested
which really should've been done earlier to deter
the annoyance of having one's clothing molested
and end up being thrown out like things detested.

These days whenever they're seen on any surface
a portable vacuum cleaner is used to suck them in
without any intention of doing harm on purpose
and instead of using poison which may incur sin
underlying that principle of non-violence to win.
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Wednesday, May 27, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: discipline,fate,life and death,nonviolence,path,spiritual,story,yoga,aftermath
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The word ahimsa broadly means nonviolence.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kostas Lagos 27 May 2020

Great poem! Imaginative!

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George Krokos

George Krokos

Samos, Greece (Now lives in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia)
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