The Ants

The Ants are
.....here, no
one is leaving

Hungry,
....smelling
not seeing

Hurry, no
...one is
speaking

Dirty,
...we are
not cleaning

Bleeding, like
.....no one is
healing

The Ants are here
.....they come
while you're sleeping

The Walls are
.....sealed, no
one is leaving

We hate this poem
......more than
........the Ants
..........that wrote it.

The Ants are here,
......not even
bargaining,

We can carry
anything.