Stillness

In the night
All is still
Or is it?
Switch on the light
Sudden movement
Ants, hundreds of them
Tearing apart a cricket

Lift up a stone
Insects, now still with fear
Frightened by the sudden light
Eggs are quickly and hastily rescued
Into the ground they are taken
Switch off the light, how still is the night
But wait - listen - a kitten mewed

Switch on the light once more
There, under the floor, a kitten
Cut by the glass of a pigeon house
The kitten struggles nd tries to reach the grass
But petrified by the tinkling of glass
and the way it hurts and is sore
It lies still and whimpers for aid

Chris Loft #7 1968