Those amongst us,
the godly ant-steppers,
watching the life wriggle
out of an ant…
Those within,
the god-deniers,
sucking the shock out of bewildered eyes
at something different…,
oblivious of screaming antennas…
In someone’s pockets,
from holes of boredom,
trickle the ants, tired and struggling.
Theirs is a life,
granted by God,
ignorant of pious killers
and ardent atheists…
Theirs is a faith,
no godly worshipper will ever know,
a way,
a non-believer dreams to attain…
in vain.
Those precious ants…amongst us.
the godly ant-steppers,
watching the life wriggle
out of an ant…
Those within,
the god-deniers,
sucking the shock out of bewildered eyes
at something different…,
oblivious of screaming antennas…
In someone’s pockets,
from holes of boredom,
trickle the ants, tired and struggling.
Theirs is a life,
granted by God,
ignorant of pious killers
and ardent atheists…
Theirs is a faith,
no godly worshipper will ever know,
a way,
a non-believer dreams to attain…
in vain.
Those precious ants…amongst us.
