The Hill Poem by Barry Middleton

The Hill

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obviously it was named
from the ant's viewpoint

to me it's just a teacup
full of sand
no hill at all

it straddles their grand canyon
a crack in the pavement

I block the sun
the ants fall on six knees
to worship me

the primitive sacrifice
of a virgin worker is offered

I deign to let them live
another day
I step around their city

I return the sun to them
no apocalypse today

their pyramid is intact
I accept their praise
and bless an empty sky

Sunday, February 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: small
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 08 March 2016

You have dealt with the theme in an interesting and unique way! The ants' death or life is in your hands! For them you are the God! Their passionate appeal and prayers have pleased and softened your heart that you grant them one more day to live! Their 'pyramid' is left intact and no apocalypse for the time being! Enjoyed reading!

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Abderrahmane Dakir 08 March 2016

Great poem about the ants'the ants fall on six knees'.I really enjoyed with it.Thank you for sharing.

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