The Least of Us

My

little

green

friend

who

plugs

along

I

wonder

how

it

is

to

be

you

how

it

feels

to

live

amongst

the

twigs

and

leaves

slowly

moving

climbing

and

sliming

your

way

along

you

leave

a

shiny

gleaming

trail

of

a

mucus

like

substance

as

you

go

and

even

though

I

have

always

been

kind

to

you

I

find

that

you

continually

sneak

little

bites

of

my

flowers

herbs

and

clover

there

you

go

again

a

chomp

chomp

here

and

a

chomp

chomp

there

you

leave

my

greens

in

shreds

without

a

care

to

be

honest

however

you

seem

oblivious

to

my

existence

and

as

I

observe

you

I

do

not

wish

to

hurt

you

nor

do

I

disturb

you

as

I

recognize

you

are

God’s

creature

too

but

I

must

confess

although

you

are

earnest

I

do

not

wish

for

you

to

return