Perspective
A WORMWHOLE FOR AN OVERACHIEVING WORM
..........................PERSPECTIVE........................
In darkness I toil
By the light of the moon
From this hole I crawl...
Resurrected!
I am worm.
Am I the lowest?
In this chain of fools?
Or disillusioned, merely a link
In a chain of foods?
I scurry, much as I can.
No legs, you see!
So I say again...I scurry,
I have the scent..
With no eyes to see,
What can I be..
But a creature of scent!
Olfactory sensory..
In my humanity,
I lose my sanity,
Imagine myself the worm.
Still, in my vanity,
Lest I forget..
I am worm.
This life..
It is hard..makes me squirm...but...
Even a worm has a dream!
In darkness I toil....
PEACE
About the Creator
Victor Mendez
Born in 1958.There's a lot of road beneath these feet.Worn out pairs upon pairs of shoes.Been a ranch kid,a city kid,a Marine,a dad, a grandfather now,an avid reader and just recently began writing poetry in 2015 just to vent.
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