Day 32: Everything Has A Purpose

Everything Has a Purpose

(A train of thought poem)


I watch as the mosquito lands on my arm,

And wonder why it exists.

It isn’t for companionship,

Or to make a great meal for me.

Maybe it’s just to feed dragonflies,

But why do they bite people?

Maybe their purpose is to hurt us,

But not everyone gets hurt.

So maybe it’s to help us,

But how?

Then it hits me,

They help by taking bacteria from one host,

And giving it to another,

Helping that person’s immunity to disease.

So, it’s true,

Everything has a purpose.

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