The rain cascades downward
abusing the trees' limbs
drenching into the ground
and causing insectual destruction
The ants weep and scatter
the muddy ground sinks in under their feet
crickets sing laments
Worms erupt from the ground
causing mini craters
The humans continue their day
Driving and dancing
lacerating flowers from the earth
causing colossal sinkholes
They don't hear the bugs wail
as they are suffocated
sludge obstructing their tiny airways
Even if they could
would the humans even pay attention
all they were to them was pests
Vermin who deserved whatever they got
yes the suffering of the insects to the biped creatures
was a magnificent vista
They didn't care if ants met their death
or that crickets' songs were cut short
or even that tiny families were destroyed
And the rain kept pouring
soaking the ground even more
drowning any of the little creatures that didn't suffocate
It doesn't let up on its massacre
Mother nature doesn't care about any animals
no its only care is the plants
So what if a couple of insects die
less of them to chew on the plants
Even if mother nature had any pity
The pests cries are drowned out by the rain
Eventually the rain will stop
The survivors will try hard to rebuild their small towns
They will come together
And once they have finally finished rebuilding
The insects rest
The rain cascades down
abusing the trees' limbs
drenching into the ground
as the cycle starts anew
