Beneath My Feet
A tiny life
Unknown, last breath drawn
I look down
All I see
Beneath my feet,
A bug, no more.
Often it happens, we just walk the Earth as if we own it, not bothered of who we trample or who we hurt. A tiny ant caught beneath my feet inspired me to write this poem. We may say that they are insignificant in the bigger picture, but they also do have a family and a world where they are valued. Do you feel guilty when you cause hurt or unknowingly ruin the life of an animal?
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