Trust me,
   I am weaker than
A lowly earthworm.
      By my belly
I ******
    Forward
       Squirm.
When the rains
    Pour down
          I come out
             On the sidewalk
                 And get stepped on.
My kin my destiny
     I lie smashed
            With under heel
                Under boot.
Do not cut me
     No I will only be two
             And die eventually
Wriggling  into minced agony
      Twice.