
THE ANTS...
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Category : Poems
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Tiny red ants,Walking in a line.Searching for food,Ready to intrude.Whether in small holes,Or, on the high altitude.Gathering all the items,Whether it's breadOr rotten fruits.Carrying on their back,To the anthill.A very tiny structureUnderneath the root.Storing it for rain,Repeating it again and again.Not worrying about their pain,Their pain, I don't know how to explain?It's a fight for every grain,Just for their life to sustain.Moving in a chain,To maintain their campaign.Working tremendous,Their effort is truly insane......