In a cluttered heap
Under an empty tin
Settled a colony of black ants
Neither annoyed by raging heat
Nor drenched in pouring rain
With intrusion from nowhere,
They thrived on as a single swell.
The happy residents of this peaceful abode
Never deterred by distractions any
Survival, being their sole intent
Work in unison to meet their needs.
Some, like warriors, guard their nest
While others go foraging food
Each having his assigned role
And none fattening on another's sweat
A gracious queen here rules the nest,
Neither despotic nor imperious
Staying inside, patiently laying eggs
Knowing, they thrive on increased number.
Within the colony, they look a wobbling mass
Often as black paint, carelessly daubed
Almost glued to a fixed space
They hardly move or run around.
If on a sudden, an invasion arises
In an instant, they burst into thousands
And run helter- skelter
Hunting for a new settlement
As the initial commotion subsides
They fall into an unbroken line
Each carrying in its tiny mouth
Their budding progeny in milky white
Those specks of white in larva form
And march headlong for pastures, new.
Swift is their evacuation
Majestic is their migration
Oh, what fun! Watching this exodus of black army
March solemnly to their destination!
Though there exists an abysmal gap
Between the mighty men and these tiny ants
What valuable lessons they oft teach
That put we brags to utter shame
Among the umpteen lessons, they glibly teach
If we could just emulate the cardinal ones;
Their spirit of harmony and collective work
No doubt, mankind would be a happier lot!
Reading this inspires me Valsa, jst loving d ants more, they r wonderful nd make us really ashamed, , ,
A fine tribute to these little tireless animals that indeed hold lessons for humanity. If we chose to learn.
ants' cities are ideal ones. Man has to learn to live in amity. A delightful poem. I will have to read it out to my children
Ants are disciplined, diligent and industriieux. They have unity. The ants in charge of defence never hasitate to sacrifice their lives. They know danger by smelling and leaves their colony for new destinations, leaving no single egg or larva behind. We have to lerarn more from them though they are small in size in comparision to us.Your last stanza says much about it. A marvellous poem is shared amazingly.10
something i learned from thinking about ants and bees, valsa, is that institutions per se are not bad. they exist in part to organize their activities. i still think, however, that they are bad when they have lost or outlived their original usefulness or purpose and do anything, however destructive, to survive. such, i think, are oil companies who represent a mode that needs to pass but maintain their grip on governments. -glen
all creatures are able to live in harmony except mankind Thanks Valsa this poem is lovely-10
Among the umpteen lessons, they glibly teach If we could just emulate the cardinal ones; Their spirit of harmony and collective work No doubt, mankind would be a happier lot! A minute observation and lovely description with an universal message.
A great tribute to such tiny souls from whom a lot of wisdom mankind needs to imbibe....may be little ones their team work and discipline in every way unparalleled......Valsa.....and your presentation so lively and down-to- earth.....you deserve more than 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reading this just inspires me, these ants are fantastic(and so are U) . Truly we should be ashamed of ourselves...