Ants? Poem by soren Barrett

Tender leaves chewed away by ravaging hordes
flourishing growth cut as plunder taken
leaving naked only vines and chords
Monuments now relics, tumbled forsaken

Waves on legs a never ending tide
No prisoners taken by a pirate god
Stripped and raped the countryside
Skeletal remains where they've trod

Shadows of all are black a mirror reflection
of their similarity to ours, a violent predilection
Their homes and cities they build
on cleared ground of those they've killed