A Passage Of Life

There was a time when

Rats roamed freely in my house

They had plenty to eat

Nibbled at all things

Ate the cockroaches and other insects

Tore open the stored grain bags

And their noisy families grew manifolds

And then as it so happened

The supply of food dwindled

The grain bags not replaced

The crowds of rats grew thin

And then vanished

Once more

The nasty cockroaches and the like

Were seen freely moving in my house