I Killed An Ant And Cried

This morning on the kitchen floor, roamed a very large black ant;
In days of yore, I would have stomped on it, my no bug policy adamant!
But twenty years ago my mores changed, to a Buddhist  mentality;
Never to harm a living thing, so I allowed it to run free!
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But fifteen minutes later, I looked down to a saddened sight;
The precious pismire lay lifeless, squashed by my foot’s might!
I realized I had accidently killed it, this little entity that I’d wanted to survive;
Bringing tears to know that just a while ago, it had been so ardently alive!
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Revere all creatures
No matter how small they be
So sacred is life