Anthill

How can you live
In this smelly garbage pit,
Deeper and deeper sink
Into this boiling shit.
You look like termite
In your wish to destroy the past,
You look like worm
Because you creep in fuss.
Megapolis of deaf hearts,
Field of the battle of blinds, Vacuum of silent cry,
City anthill.
Anthill controls our fates,
Made us to run inside its maze.
You look like humankind,
Indeed you are insect!
Once it was happen in sleep,
The fresh wind touched your face,
But you caught nothing waking up,
Still run inside the maze