Elegy

Almost done with breakfast,

got startled as you shreaked

begged me kill the cockroach

under the table please.

As I stood, knife in hand

searched for the intruder

Stepped on the evil thing

smashed, squished, and crackled so

the sound of frying egg

“I killed it with a knife.

That’s truthful, isn’t it?

Misleading, but valid.”

I saw the insect’s kin,

the corner of the room,

A whimper, “You humans!

Your words hide cowardice.

By an assassin's Crocs

My dear daddy is dead.

My mother will be shocked.”