After I Sleep…

Best Served: Fool for you by Snoh Aalegra

Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i4st3FlEPQ0

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Fire and ice were born to mix,

To flirt as the flesh and the mind do,

An arrogant ant limps across the tired floor,

Without two legs, a wing and a mandible

It continues; shuddering in pain with every step,

Behind it, an excited thumb chases in ecstasy,

In front, its sugary paradise beckons,

 

It trudges on before…

SNAP, there goes a leg,

SNAP, another follows,

Whimpering as pain racks its body,

It will endure till its destination.

 

It slaps the ground with hurried steps,

But a gluttonous shadow looms over,

With its last strength it jumps,

And as the cautious air whistles in wonder,

Its beady eyes shrink in disbelief,

For its sugary paradise has vanished,

The cold floor hatefully heckles it

As an awkward landing seats reality,

 

Pain immediately crawls up its legs,

The looming shadow now oppressing the deck,

Crushing it without a chance to cry or beg,

In its eyes the paradise had become an icy mountain.

 

See the ant was not scared of its death,

That was inevitable.

It was terrified that the paradise it so struggled for,

Was unreachable.

 

Life is a child that plays with living toys,

He tortures and breaks them down to bring him joy,

No stopping or reasoning; no parent or envoy,

No ounce of understanding; just plain acting coy.

 

To him it’s a game, to us a despicable ploy,

So I ask you:

Is he a reckless God or an innocent little boy?

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