Rugyinsun Alwayslearns

(14 December 1985 / Bondowoso)

A Little Ant


A little ant came to me
Shook my hand with smiling
Looked at me like want to asking something
I looked around, but only the empty space
"From the floor to on this table, " it said
I looked down the floor, "What do you mean? "
It smiled
"One is the first number, " it said again
I know it
I drew my hand
It closed its eyes and open again
Then looked up the roof
It got down again
I looked
It got the wall and smiling
I was breathing
I'd no more time
The time keeps running
Morning has come with the sun
But the light is the darkness
"Why? "

Submitted: Thursday, July 14, 2011
Edited: Saturday, April 07, 2012

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