Relationships
By Ruk W
Small, scared predator
tries to find faults in others
to make sure life’s lived
Its feet cling the branch
hanging onto what is left
The sliver of friends
Miniscule, scared prey
it feels independent
a lonely treecreeper
Like us, our conscience
who’re we to decide their thoughts?
do they live like us?
The ant will move closer
like newborn babies crawling
compassionate, yet prey.
An ant, like a coin
though size may matter elsewhere
it may not right now