Just Another Ant....

if sin then has a face, has it stolen my mirror? if then a body, must it seem familiar? and if a voice, must it sound familiar? who do i pretend to be? that which i hate and despise, that which i fight against... be no further away, than the door to my heart! and ignorance itself taunts at me, from the comfort of my chair! for i am both the song and the noise, the murderer and the man of peace. i am both human guilt and eternity's virtue. i am the wings of angels, and the anger of the demons! i am both lust and compassion... ears that listen, the face turned away. and i am both hunger, and the bowl that fills. i am the blade dripping with blood, i am the arms protecting the orphan. i am the storm that destroys the house, just another ant bearing food to the queen. and yet.... I AM!