The Cockroach


Cockroach, cockroach, cockroach.

How you just encroach-

Into my home, into my room,

Into places untouched by a broom.

I sweat, I fume, and I run,

But all you have is fun!

I thought I just hit you,

But there you sat as if by cue.

I tried bringing a cat,

But it was always after the rat.

I tried the sprays

And my life was in disarrays.

Now I’ve stopped

Chasing after you

And by some kind of fluke

You just disappeared.

And then I wondered

Is it the same with my life!

Haven’t I wandered-

Enough after dreams!

Now I am content

Living my life.

Oh! Just a little cockroach!

But it gave me my life.