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
Great poem about the ants'the ants fall on six knees'.I really enjoyed with it.Thank you for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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!