Mr. Cockroach

Loud screams surprised you as you fly,

Everybody smiles, as they see you die,

And you say to yourself, how I can receive love,

Mr.Cockroach, a miserable life you have

You came, in different species,

Different colours, a very long list,

Yet they treat you the same, whatever it is,

Treat you badly, gives you no peace

You fly, with innocence and joy,

Like a baby, given a toy,

You crawl, with freedom and sovereignty,

And hunt for any food, wherever it may be

Mr. Cockroach, you must act fast,

For you know, that the fun won't last,

For if a man, sense your presence

They'll make you pay, an unworthy crime,

Which is your simple existence