Teem

Sugar ants bubble out of sidewalk seam,
From cool, homey darkness;
Leggy sextets, paired antennae wave,
A frantic scramble;

Each beaded body conveys great purpose
In furtherance of goals
Vital and apparent for all to see,
Were we only ants;

I'm amused by this mindless bustle
But cannot stay to laugh;
I've always held that time is money;
Mustn't be late for work;