I watched you struggling
In my manicured lawn,
And was overcome with remorse,
And irony.
For we are very much alike.
Both invasive, both destructive,
Both unstoppable.
The only difference:
I am aware of what I am.
And you,
Are just a bug.
Now half broken, but determined
To hold on.
I hit you with the rock again.
Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 1:55 PM UTC
I watched you struggling
In my manicured lawn,
And was overcome with remorse,
And irony.
For we are very much alike.
Both invasive, both destructive,
Both unstoppable.
The only difference:
I am aware of what I am.
And you,
Are just a bug.
Now half broken, but determined
To hold on.
I hit you with the rock again.