Infant Ant - Poem by Samuel Flegons
Tiny, minute, small in size
Low and calm but
Low and calm but important
Little-headed, young but wise
Is the exuberant, little ant.
Brave are they, in times of war,
Effective and efficient for toil and labour,
Beauteous and splendrous for one to adore,
Clean and sterile for consumption.
Bigger mates extinct have gone
Smaller ones buried by dust
But still its stands on the hard, outer crust
Fighting death and oblivion.
Still it stands
Firm on ground
Not giving up
When disasters abound.
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