NOW I THINK ABOUT IT Poem by Ester Naomi Perquin

Lots of things are well beyond me but what I have
mastered, you see here, I spend a lot of time this way.
You're still young, maybe you think, meaningless
commotion, but a single ant lives a life
of incredible intensity.

It's just that I like to watch and follow their comings and goings
with my magnifying glass, learning to read their signs,
they don't realise, I know that too, they grow, they carry,
they search for food but still, they notice me growing softer.

I used to leave them to struggle, that's too much for me now.
Occasionally I even sprinkle sugar down on them
to top up their supplies. I used to play science,
now I play God.

Sometimes I dream I stand up in the sunlight
of the room, which I then catch, aim. So bright,
it even shocks me. And quick.
They are so quick to be destroyed.