And all those red ants came
Chasing after the light.
Their wings got broken in the
Flight rushing to collide
With the tube light.
And fell on the ground.
Some were devoured by the house
Lizards. Some were left like that.
They finally found light.
Like most of us.
Rushing to their sudden death,
I stood back and reflect....
How much difference is between
Them and us.
To find knowledge of light
Then finally to our,
Like their romantic demise.
Alas! In this growing age of darkness
At least someone has found light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem