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A DYING WORM

Submitted by t. reflexion on Tue, 2012-03-20 00:44

A dying worm once said
I have no bone and spine
But not without courage
Some soldier ants stood stiff

What is my wrong doing?
O! Mother Nature, mine
That I can’t even fight
In the face of danger

If you must kill me now
I’m not afraid to die
But first take me someplace
Where there is plenty sand

Before you start to bite
Deep down into my skin
And carry my body
To feed your lazy queen

I will struggle and sweat
Make my marks on the earth
As a testimony
Having been around here

So that whoever comes
To the scene I lost out
Will look at the markings
I made on sand and say

Truly and verily
Fight of the worm was tough
Thus I will earn respect
In demise than in life

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Thu, 2013-12-19 20:19

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A pretty good poem on the measure of courage in the least of us. The flow is a little rough but I guess that doesn't matter as much in a free verse...............stan

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