A Perfect Ending

Sometimes life can crush you.

All the sudden there I was.  Existence.
I don't remember where I came from.  I'm just here.
And I just AM.  There was a mound of dirt in front of me so I began tunneling.

I labored a daunting task in the hot sun.  I began to build a home for myself.
I don't know why, but it seemed like the right thing to do.
As my home began to take shape a beautiful woman came by.

She didn't say a word, she just began helping me.
We were meant for eachother and I knew it.
We fell in love and had lots of babies.

The bigger our family grew the bigger our home became.

It was an elaborate piece of art.  It was gorgeous.

Soon after, strangers began to take notice and wanted to help.
Our family took on new members and we became a dynasty.

A nation.  Our home had over 50 rooms and we had a system to gather food now.
Nobody was left hungry and everybody got along.
My beautiful wife occasionally ignored me and slept with others, but I got through it.

How could I not share something so delicate and perfect?

Then one day a kid on his bicycle ran over our home while I was gathering supplies.
It all happened so quick...
Everybody perished and our dynasty was reduced to nothingness.
I am the sole survivor.  I am broken.  I know not what to do with myself.
I am an ant and life is unfair.

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[Marie]

A tragedy that seems so small to us, but so big to another living creature.