It happened many years ago, an average day at work when I was employed as nothing more, just a simple clerk Heaven sent me a lesson, they saw fit that I learn sent through the smallest of creatures, knowing I would discern
My first instinct was simple, to one all could relate a desire to crush this cockroach, I could not wait As I raised my foot, making sure my aim was set knowing that he'd be finished, with nothing to regret
I was overpowered by a thought, a simple thought to consider why should this ugly creature, cause me to be bitter? With great plan and purpose, was this cockroach surely made but where was born this eagerness to ****, or for me to be afraid?
With great difficulty going against my nature, I did then dare no more justifications were acceptable to me, for I was now aware Although small and ugly was my limited perception, I could still care With this cockroach, nothing would stop me, and would I now spare
Lessons throughout life, does our Creator continually teach empowering us with free choice, and potential growth that we reach By contemplating our thoughts, and their true meaning that we may find a change of heart in our actions, and a true desire to be kind
A short but True Poem (story) I wrote of one of the very great lessons I received from the smallest of creatures