“W H A T   A M   I”

I was born in the dirt like Roaches

But still manage to get in your food without you looking

The food you leave out, I m coming to get

Usually I hide in red meat when you are done with it

You can find me in dumpsters or in trash bags

What you take for granted, is what I am aiming at

Waste Management plucks me and stomp on me

When they see me moving, they try to get what I see

This is ridiculous, why am I treated so badly?

I am one of God’s creatures I was put here to last

Nobody likes me everybody hates me

Except fly’s we feed on the same kind

At cookout’s I m everywhere

Bacteria inspires me to think clear, patience is what I don’t have

I will just be sitting there waiting until you put your plate down

I m so small and easy to miss

If you swallow me while you are eating I will make you sick

I’ve been around for centuries and more to come

I am talked about in the book of Revelation

You shake me off while burning in “HELL”

Then I jump back on you like the Bible Says

When a bunch of us are together

We make people scream while they run away and panic, they try to kill us

So have you figured me out yet? If not why

Come on decide “What am I”?

 Written by:  Lorenzo (S.G) Thorne