I almost stepped on a bug today
There it was
Just creeping across the road
Dodging the rocks
Minding its own business
And I almost
Almost
Altered my step so I could
Squash it!
Yeah!!!!!
Why?
Just because I could
Just because there is a part of me that loves power
And loves exerting that power
On something, someone, who is smaller, more vulnerable
Ah, we are indeed bent
With original blessing gone
That we would so use power and strength
To diminish and destroy
Rather than protect and lift up
But I didn’t
For some reason it became not just an ugly bug
But a living thing
Worthy of respect
And so I walked on by
Leaving it to fly again in the night
Swooping in the light
Entertainment for my cat
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