PESTS by tom jensen
Do not be afraid… Fly on the wall
Tell me what do the six sides of your eyes see?
As you sit and lay your eggs on and feed
Off all the shit that’s been hurled at me?
Do not be afraid… Buzzing bee on my screen
Wait a second and I’ll let you fly away
I know you sting but so what if I get stung
I’d do the same thing again and say it’s okay
Do not be afraid… Mosquito on my arm
Suck my blood until you’ve had your fill
Because feeling like I do today
I’d rather itch and scratch than slap and kill
Do not be afraid… Spider on the floor
I know of all the good things that you can do
I’m the one man who just can’t understand
Why everyone’s always been so afraid of you
Do not be afraid… Termite on my ledge
Thank so much for not leaving me alone
You’re welcome to eat all of my house
Since it no longer feels like my home
Do not be afraid… Tiny flea on my bed
I’m content to lie beside you instead
Of letting anyone else into this room
And let their negative thoughts creep into my head
And I’m afraid…
It’s because of those pests from my own kingdom,
Phylum, class, order and race that originally
Got me into this mess there in the opening verse
Of the very last line in the first place