Ants march.
Diligently, without interruption
Steady on, Steady on.
The Queen stays,
in her castle-Shouting
Commanding.
With Leadership,
the Species lives on.
Alike they move,
dancing the designs previously set.
And in the moment,
that one diverges,
Sets on a course
Un-previously known.
The Queen and her children,
being left with The Known.
And the Only
Risk Taken,
Is from the One,
now on his own.
E. Ward
