Small Sacrifice

Give me beauty,
while the ants crawl
around me.

Give me beauty,
while they increase,
insist, invade.

Give me beauty,
while
thinking of ways to kill them.

One by one,
they invade-
and
one by one
I destroy them.

Sacrifices
to their General
to their Queen
to their God.

In midst of
this Destruction,
(even this small)
I want beauty.

I want beauty to fill
my soul with joy,
Now-

because
I will never know
when I will become
a
small sacrifice-
to
some General,
some Queen,
some God.



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