Ants' Army

I stand and watch the exodus of ants Through zigzag tracks, they wind their way They march like disciplined soldiers Never deterred by hurdles on their way Are they fleeing from an imminent danger? Or are they on their way to forage food? They move on in urgency, no straggler on the way Oh! What collective energy they exude Ants never take a break and work as an allied force Sometimes thousands of them scamper on the ground One wonders who summons them to gather as a group Mostly they keep in line with the ones going in front White ants build underground condominiums As from castles, their spires peek above the ground They are thus comfortably settled beneath In air conditioned compartments within the mound Black ants occupy every crack and cranny And live in unified colonies without strife They are not fussy about where they stay Any humble shelter is enough for a simple life If by chance some get hurt or wounded The others generously carry them on their back It is fun to watch them scurry on their tiny legs And observe them move along, forming a neat track Red ants are the miscreants of the whole lot With mandibles like pliers, they pinch n pierce the skin They might even crawl unseen to our beds Leaving us itchy and scratchy making our heads spin If the carcass of a rat or roach is found In no time it is stripped down to the bone If some grain is strewn on their way In seconds each one carries and it is done Though they are microscopic and in size very small In grit and muscle, they are immensely strong It is confirmed beyond a grain of doubt That ants can carry five times their weight along Unity is their strength, this, through precept they prove They work together and live in harmony They never rob another of his property Nor like man covet his neighbour's money!