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When the boulder was lifted, Pandemonium started. Everyone, in a flurry- The usually slow flow Of movements. Now done in haste: Moving out Moving in Resettling Reorganizing Moving shelter Moving food supply Everyone has to hurry. In my eyes, I see that Confusion shouts in every corner. Still, there is peace In their lined activities. How could there be so much Hope and patience, When soon enough, Another boulder would be lifted... Demolition is nearing, Construction would soon be starting, Desolation, all is expecting, Still, they move on, They live on. We, could gain so much from These industrious, persevering living beings. They are brimming with wisdom, These tiny, Slow-moving, fellow creatures, Called Ants. Sally Copyright 2013 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 11:09 AM UTC
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When the boulder was lifted, Pandemonium started. Everyone, in a flurry- The usually slow flow Of movements. Now done in haste: Moving out Moving in Resettling Reorganizing Moving shelter Moving food supply Everyone has to hurry. In my eyes, I see that Confusion shouts in every corner. Still, there is peace In their lined activities. How could there be so much Hope and patience, When soon enough, Another boulder would be lifted... Demolition is nearing, Construction would soon be starting, Desolation, all is expecting, Still, they move on, They live on. We, could gain so much from These industrious, persevering living beings. They are brimming with wisdom, These tiny, Slow-moving, fellow creatures, Called Ants. Sally Copyright 2013 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 11:09 AM UTC
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