In Ant Colony
Do I sound a bit strange when I say I belong to ant colony. I might intrigue you as well. Look around ! you had been living in it. Neither do I feel ashamed to be a part of it, nor do I have any regrets. I wake up to its realities everyday. The mornings in and out of this colony do haunt me like hell but I line up with other members to an awfully grey life and the nights tempts me to spit out the anguish that squanders my ego to pieces. I breathe diplomacy ! It's queer, but here in ant colony diplomacy is air ! I can see you scoffing at me, but it's the truth dear fellows ! Your mocking smile! I have seen it in other faces too. I have seen them appeasing themselves with their mocking grin. I am myself being a talker and not a doer, you might be feeling that by now. What can I do ? What is this all about ? is all I can hear. I could hear shrills out of pain from somewhere when I was walking in line with other ants. I wonder if