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Saturday, July 4, 2009


I rest on a rock watching an ant
Which runs about hither and thither
Between the shrub and my feet
Searching some food for it to eat.

Why should it search all the time
When it is happy, content and gay
These are the thoughts of my mind
And everything seems to blink at me.

I am very simple, soft and kind
I dont want to kill any creature
I used to swallow only the small worms
When I think that its fate is finished.

I do not want to command anything
Because I am fragile and soft hearted;
But I have a lot of self confidence
A lot of self confidence do I have.

I want to chirp chirp all the time
But the day vanishes letting me calm.
I very much yearn to possess that right,
To say that I am ready for any fight.


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