The ants marched by their millions through The desert whence I write to you What were they looking for? They knew While struggling out there in the yard Native ants though under siege by Raiding invaders lived to die Another day if they had to If they must fight they hope and trust Right over might whose cause is just Fight for the best nor mind the rest I just watched but got too sad to Seeing myself in such as these Subject to such indignities As those their foes marched four abreast The fight brought indoors got harder The Lady from New Yawk fought hard When they got into the larder We got them out but then again Testing our best by their mad quest A most determined enemy For Ladies from New Yawk or me But the Lady knew to give them Sugar water that makes them blow Up inside out to outlive them So we made an uneasy truce To hope someday what came may go Perchance fewer ants on the loose We win till they will come back in What goes up comes down after all Now due to suffer like I do So it goes for those ants in fall To freeze in winter like me too Down but I know to come up though We fought them brought them to their knees Who else is like that? I know who Like us their after is before They know what they are looking for +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIII