"Fortes fortuna iuvat!"
(Fortune favours the brave!)
(Fortune favours the brave!)
~ Latin Proverb
Sometimes, with certain 'green-eyed' slugs, we have to take defensive action; other times, it pays simply to observe the power of Light.
The Slug
Hypocritical green-eyed slug
compulsively feeds upon
the entrails of authenticity.
Vomiting truth along its way,
Vomiting truth along its way,
its impish, soul-less self
solely thrives on
cunning insults and ineptness.
It binges on fictional fervor
slinking in slimy skin,
blinded by its own limitations.
It lurks about for its next victim
to entice with fabricated promises,
while other small, spineless creatures
easily fall prey to its ‘virtue.’
However...
the Truth that this slug rejects
the Truth that this slug rejects
soon takes on a life of its own,
swirling through the air with sweet fragrance,
fusing with fortitude.
Yet still, slinking along, the slug
slowly attempts to cross my path…
I lift my elegant boot
to squish it! Squish it good!
Ah, but there's no need to squish,
for below me, I witness:
Ah, but there's no need to squish,
for below me, I witness:
evaporating in the powerful Light,
slimy innards,
consumed
from their lack of substance.
slimy innards,
consumed
from their lack of substance.
© Jeanne I. Lakatos
