24 April 2012
Two ants crawl through the antfarm, engrossed in conversation. Arguing about teamwork, and the strength of their nation, They say, to each-other, that the outside doesn't exist That any other species, or antfarm, Is a myth. They argue, that if such 'aliens' Were real They would have made contact, an inter-colony appeal...
They rant: "oh be we ants, are so complex a being, with our abdomen, antennae, and eyes, for seeing." "How can such a species exist anywhere in the distance? The conditions here are perfect! We're unique in existence!
However... Beside them Transparent Walls Reveal sunlight and grass, But they're too small to notice, all they see is the glass...
I hope I have proved a point here. (basically, I believe in life out there and anyone who disagrees can suck it)
A Small Poem About Ants And Aliens • Opuss № I