We, so much like cockroaches!

Scratching more so deeply when the lights are out
Other beings when the sun is long gone
No we hide, wear masks during the day
It is the only way to get ahead with something, with someone

We, hiding in the dark only watching the bold ones take their efforts to the lighter zones
Yes waiting, knowing that if they come back unharmed
Then they are the heroes and heroines

We, so much like cockroaches
Know that the best things in life happen all at once,
They fall down like a bread crumbs under the shadow of the table
And since tomorrow may not come… we race for it
At that frozen fastest second, our near death experience
We forget that we are the almost crashed cockroach


We, so much like cockroaches
See us break into a doodle dance and circling when they spray some motin doom
Oh yes it’s our doom we know
The world indeed is a cycle and everything in it goes round in circles
It is no place for squares and you will need more than enough if you have 3 corners
We like cockroaches should know better,
Knowing that the more things change, the more they remain the same