050110m You Think You Got It Hard Poem by Manonton Dalan

below a walk bridge is a brooks
very clear water; a foot the deepest
very slow flow to almost stagnant
a catfish swimming with her young
multitudes dark as raisins; beauty
she form a letter c to protect them

i'm wondering if human could have
that much babies we will eat earth
in few days or worst eat each other
they're design strictly for consumption
only the fittest and luckiest to survive
you imagine hardship they go through