When I was a child, I was afraid
Of that creature a “spider” they said
Its many legs were like ready to clutch
Its creepy mouth seems like ready to catch

Look at the eyes which are hard to read
Don’t know where they are going me to lead
Is it to the net which for it is a dwelling?
But a slaughterhouse for any sloppy being?

While the snared dying prey helplessly shook
It drains its flesh & fluids! Look!
What if I’m the one it’s gonna eat?
Oh how I tremble at the thought of it!

Good if the catch is a virulent criminal
Or any pest that’s violent & lethal
This agent of horror can be like a police
What if there are no spiders or neutralizers of society’s disease?

-01/28/2015
(Dumarao)
*Defense of the Animals Collection