Vigilance Of The Prodigal BugA Poem by Earl SchumackerBlack bug on white ceiling living free....or is it?Vigilance Of The Prodigal Bug
Parents, siblings, all gone in a Raid Such is the way of insect populations Every bug has its day when sprayed One escapes, clings on to life up high A little fiend makes my house its home Looms stark against the pure white ceiling A contrast in black dressed in ancient armor There is no contract, no rental agreement Insects can not live here for free How do I send it an eviction vacate notice I don't speak bug. It does not speak English Never will it leave this room alive I hold a rolled up magazine ready If it moves an inch I'll strike it dead Always in my sight, I never rest So help me God just let it animate Give me strength to be more vigilant For years now I watch the bug not move Never once has it blinked or flinched Perhaps its sleeping or something else Plotting a take over of my house To avoid rental fees and ceiling cost Prodigal ways die hard when you're a bug Such wasteful and extravagant creatures Sooner or later it will have to pay or leave Or sign a five year lease, no pets allowed At least that's how I see it in my house
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Added on July 10, 2019Last Updated on July 10, 2019 Tags: bug, free occupancy, business, silly AuthorEarl SchumackerAtlantic City, NJAboutB.A. Degree in Literature and Language. I enjoy writing short stories, poetry, novels and keeping up with new scientific discoveries. I enjoy philosophy and Art appreciation. more..Writing
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