I Am The Roach

You hate me
You want me and everyone like me dead
You crush us
You poison us
You revile our existence.

If asked, you couldn’t come up with one good thing to say about me

You see me as a
filthy
disgusting
disease-carrying vermin

And maybe you’re right

However…

After the floods
And the blizzards
And he droughts
AND the pandemics

I will still be here.

Will you?