The little worker ants,Averted their eyes when the black vans stopped,They ignored the men in black masks,Pretended not to see their neighbors disappear.It MIGHT of crossed their little minds,To speak out or question, yet they never did.For the orange clown was keeping them safe.They smiled in satisfaction as their brains numbed,From the propaganda of the… Read More The Worker Ants 015

The little worker ants had no ideaAt what their miniature wallets would feel.The promise of falling pricesAnd cheaper goodsHad mesmerized their tiny brainsAnd clouded their sound judgmentsTheir ginormous egosCould not fathom their now-empty pocketbooksAnd once again, they ralliedTo find false blame and accountabilityFingers were pointed at past high command, neighboring countriesShopkeepers, people of difference, and… Read More The Worker Ants 014

The little worker ants,Never, ever, ever fact-checked.For that would be a sin.To question the wizard of the land.Whatever sprouted from the orange cheese puff’s mouth,Well, that was Gospel and truth.For he was all-knowing and saintly.Would never lie or mislead.After all, they believed he was there for them.Cause he said so and smiled at them often.So… Read More The Worker Ants 013

The little worker antsLearned the saluteKept their mouths shutAnd numbed their little brainsThey bought their red hatsSent in their contributionsDisplayed their yard signsAnd waited for redemptionNone dared to questionOr voice concernThey just marched alongFollowing the pack They felt justified,And righteous.Hatred was the truth.Discrimination, the answer.Or so they believed.Harboring evil towardThe diverse and differentAnd ill will towards… Read More The Worker Ants 012

The little worker ants Stood in line to buy their tiny red caps Shelled out big bucks to feel a part Of the orange cheese god crew Cheap polyester material Made in China One size fits all They didn’t care, they were in! Roy RichardMarch 2025

All the little worker ants, Would cheer and jump for joy, When the Clown Car turned the corner. Hidden behind the dark windows, And the bulletproof iron sides, Hid their orange cheese puff deity. He would wave and smirk, At their loyalty and devotion, All the while planning their next fucking. Roy RichardMarch 2025

The little worker ants, Tuned in to have, Their little souls calmed.Only to find misinformation and incrimination, Instead of prayers for the hurting, Their little brains became scrambled.Mystification reined in their thoughts, Which only brought on hatred, Fueled by their confusion.No longer did they love their neighbor, For they were different, And did not fit… Read More The Worker Ants 009

The little worker ants, Made their plans, filled the tank. Phoned for reservations, packed clean underwear, Pulled the kids from school and gasped with excitement.The orange god was to be ordained! The ultimate supreme ruler, the best of the absolute best, The big kahuna, the head honcho, Yes, the omniscient, omnipotent ruler of the land.All… Read More The Little Worker Ants 008

All the little worker ants, Would wait with bated breath. To see the newest offering, Of their orange cheese puff deity. A gold coin? An autographed guitar? Trading cards? A swatch of his suit? And, oh glory be! An autographed bible! Bills went unpaid, Food was not bought, Pocket change set aside, All to procure… Read More The Little Worker Ants 007

The little worker ants, That puff their chests out, And speak of social injustice, In unearned honor and importance.Pronounce that they represent the folks back home. The foolish that cast their votes in ignorance, Driven to a lie-filled, fearful frenzy, That became hatred and malice.While all the while, their true intentions, Hidden in lies and… Read More The Worker Ants 006