"Be a working ant" They said This edict rang through the heavens Be a working ant! Be a working ant! Be a working ant! In that very next moment I was hatched- a white sickly looking creature programmed to work "No sir, not me" I said I wiggled out of the ant hive scurried down the hill ran along the forest floor till I reached the lake There on a large rock I tucked myself in playing with the sun in the day and the moon at night my sickly white color turned to a magnificent red While remembering how I outwitted my destiny abandoned the service of the Great Queen Ant a green sticky tongue shot out pulling me in and away
Irwin R. Shaw - June 23rd 1989
"Be a working ant"
They said
This edict rang through the heavens
Be a working ant!
Be a working ant!
Be a working ant!
In that very next moment
I was hatched-
a white sickly looking creature
programmed to work
"No sir, not me"
I said
I wiggled out of the ant hive
scurried down the hill
ran along the forest floor
till I reached the lake
There on a large rock
I tucked myself in
playing with the sun in the day
and the moon at night
my sickly white color
turned to a magnificent red
While remembering
how I outwitted my destiny
abandoned
the service
of the
Great Queen Ant
a green sticky tongue
shot out
pulling me in
and away