The Small Ant
The small ant
calling me and
telling how
Its duties
Are perfect
And I am looking
For the alphabet.
The ant is wrong
I am not telling
The ant is doing
Bravely and
It is right
No body is there
To say.
Not easy to say
Not easy to add
Flavor and fuel
Not easy to
Perform duties
Pefectly
And it is not easy
To do anything
Concrete
Day in and day out.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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