Crawling Creatures

Crawling Creatures 

It rained one clammy evening,

Barely wetting the top covering,

Though humidity succeeded in increasing,

Sun hid behind the cloud gathering.

Evening passed the baton to night,

Insects of sorts congregated to show might,

Using the shadow of no light,

Bugs of grey crept out of a package tight.

All of a sudden the floor moved.

Filling in with grey worms in black groove,

Observed to see their body had segments,

Crawling in search of compost to break and bend.

Came out of a bag of decaying compost,

Later found these worms are the good sort,

Belong to the family of notorious fly,

Best in decomposing waste that isn’t dry.

An ugly sight to be seen,

Brings out the sudden urge to clean,

Every nook ever corner inspected,

Stepping in tip-toes with creature expected.

Finally satisfied with the work completed,

The bag of worms disposed undetected,

The land sprayed with chemicals,

The floor cleaned with dusted medicals.

Now very wary of starting compost new,

Lest the unpleasant creepy crawlies invade o'er,

Unable to do my part in protecting nature,

Still search for apt way to nurture.