Sunday, August 10, 2014

Be an Ant

Brittle was the spider’s web,
When scissored by my fingers,
And yet the ant got trapped within,
Where that spider lingers.
What if I did not have the strength,
To snip away on its rims?
Could I be so big and yet,
Be prey to a spider’s whims?
I may be big, I may be smart,
But if I think I can’t,
I’ll probably end up in that web,

I may as well be an ant.

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