Sadness

Male Sadness Homeless Person Bullied Alone Hiding

The underside of happiness,
Like a floored piece of bread,

Carries little microscopic microbes,
With strong pedigree,

And an endurance that grows,
Just like on an agar plate with nutrients,

Until there is a watershed moment,
A paradigm shift, a miracle,

How a little ant becomes
A butterfly, and the bread

Crumb, becomes nectar.
The drink of gods.

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