Squish beneath your shoe the occasional roach with impunity!

Stomp him into your bathroom floor!

Smear him onto your kitchen counter.

Remove his gooey remains with a damp paper towel

and toss it into the garbage can without the slightest tinge of guilt…

Hell!

There are millions more of him than us!

And once we’ve completed, (at last!)

our collective suicide soon after our multi-genocidal last stand,

the roaches will devour our scant remaining marrow

with greedy, revengeful hearts,

(no love loss there!)

and start the whole damn evolutional saga all over again

with the savage glee of an ignorant remnant…

So why not crunch-up some of them now

if only in a pre-extinction-effort of self-defense?

Useless,

but, temporarily….satisfying.