foot steps on cricket

A Poem by emia

today while waiting to see the doctor i saw a dead cricket on the floor. I was complete bored and wrote this in my phone. lol i sound like a wierdo

tiny cricket
mere cricket
u lie dead on the floor
crushed by humanity
hush don't say no more
judgement is quiet
no need to hurry
the gate is wide open

alas i assure you don't worry
the wood stained with your blood
that will forever stay
your wings broken
all hope is delayed
your virtue was steady
your chirp was somewhat heard
wait for me patiently
i know death is quite absurd