Such strength. Such loyalty. It is only a small little ant and it could carry such a burden that's heavier than its own weight. I stood there, captivated. For the half an hour that i was there, it scrambled about, it looked tired, yet it never let the dead ant drop. I followed its path, trying to see where it is leading to, seeking to find an answer.
Then, i saw another group of ants, carrying another dead ant.
I was bewildered. 
Of what importance are those dead ants to the ant's community?What really struck me was the strength and unity of those ants. I see in them values that are gradually losing their significance to humans. Do we still care for the dead? Or do we just let them pass and the memory fade?
posted by dreamz @ 8:49 AM
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