young soldier born

  From dark slums so forelorn

  Weak and fragile she may be

  But years later on the frontlines she sees

  To get her family food

  To feed her blood bound brood

  Nothing but a pawn

  To society in which she dawned

  Growing up, becoming strong

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  Working for little

  Moving on

  The soldier stalks her prey

  Protecting society night and day...

  Who is this soldier?

  Who may she be

  But the humble ant so you see

  Working for nothing, seeing alot

  Following orders

  Food she sought

  The humble ant continues through life

  Continuing happily through peace and strife

  Living through its own thoughts

  But a robot following orders she got

  No mind, mind blank

  No free will, soul sank

  Just orders, so they go

  The colony,

  It will grow