The Little Guys

By Connor J Rog

Yesterday, I squashed a fly

And it made me think about the little guys

The ants that work together

The bees in summer weather

And I Attained the Strangest Feeling of Sorrow

About all the problems of today and tomorrow

Bombs dropping and people dying

And knowing there’s someone out there crying

Why can’t we all just be as one?

And coexist without a gun?

Life is such a special thing

So let’s be nice to the little things

And stop this fighting about your opinion

Or starting wars because of religion

Love your neighbor like thyself

Someone will always need your help

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