The Bug Song
ANDRA CILLIERS
What do little bugs dream of?
And do they even sleep?
Does a butterfly remember
Life as a caterpillar?
Tiny little unknown bug on a page
Yeah, the paper I'm writing on
Impossible to see its shape but it moves
So, it must have a dream and a heart
Smaller than the dots on my eyes, but
Free to roam over the lines, how
Jealous the dots must be
Of this tiny little bug on the page