Little Rhinoceros Beetle
Little beetle,
Where do you go?
Scuttling off,
Armored,
Slow.
Such strange shape,
Horned preposterous,
Lumbering,
Skittering,
Rhinoceros.
Who can explain
Such odd features?
Nonetheless,
We’re all
God’s creatures.
The grass, your jungle,
A Kingdom domain,
In a million years,
Which one of us,
Will remain?
—GoRhyme