Ants Poem by john tiong chunghoo

A frantic line
Some go up
Some go down
On their rickety
Tiny string legs
Tick tat tick tat
Each a nurse
Running along
With that
Inherent eagerness
To serve
So admirable
This nature's
Inborn intelligence
Wrapped in so small
A brain
All in royal service
To the world's
Smallest monarchy
Some with big heads
Some with small
Such mind-boggling
Uniformity in so small
A world
That rivals even
The courtesans of
Elizabeth II
All serving the big
Round one
Laying egg after egg
Day after day
Her world bound
Around her abodmen
Up and down
Down and Up
The loyal
Servants run
A microcosm of the
World in our eyes