My Prose Poem

Small insignificant bugs who mean nothing alone try and coexist. Trying to survive, each bug does it's job to make the habitat better. Spiders keep the flying insect population in check. Ants moving and eating food debris. The infantile organisms coming to life, keeping the life cycle going.



This is how humans should act. No unnecessary deaths. No wars or fighting. Just peace and understanding of the circle of life.





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