The Misunderstood

He painted them,

Greens, browns, and reds;

As if a gem,

Meant to cheer,

But multiply instead.

They crawl on the ground,

Blend surroundings.

Profound,

They possess wings.

Taking flight,

Leaping into the air.

Without a care,

That they will create a scare.

Poor misunderstood,

Wishing to be beautiful;

Only seen with fear.

Desires to be good,

Instead panic is suitable.

Come hop here,

To appear.

The grasshopper. I know it seems ridiculous to fear grasshoppers, but you see them flying and you think, “what an interesting looking moth.”

Nope! Not a moth! And when you least expect it, they charge your face.

I live where you step in your lawn and it seems like the grass comes alive and creates wave motions.

But every time I’ve seen one I always think they are the misunderstood insect. I’ve actually had this idea, for this poem, for months now.

Enjoy your Sunday! Try and find another one of God’s creations that is misunderstood. It’s actually quite fun.

🌸

Chaos
emily2jane
09-05-21

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