The Wasp

A yellow, dull, buzzing wasp

Trapped between, a pair of window panes

Tries, harder, longer and increasingly

To make its way through the glass.

I feel like helping the creature

But the fact, the wasp is weak

Makes me seem wise and powerful

Yet I don’t care to help it pass!

My amusement stopped

The moment I moved the window pane

That yellow bastard stung my thumb

I cursed and thought, how dumb that was!

I saved its life

But in vain, for the idiot

Took its own, under my wrath

Assuming it would stop my trespass!