Best Laid Plans
A scientist made a fantastic discovery.
A queen wasp trapped in some amber.
Eons old,—– quite a recovery.
He would have revenge on all slander.
Think Jurassic Park, but with a wasp.
He would clone a living queen.
He would achieve it at all cost.
In the end, they will think him mean.
He was successful in his work.
The queen then produced a hive.
Their sting had a venomous quirk.
Their strongest venom did thrive.
They communicated, like a hive brain.
Each had their separate jobs.
They mastered this to obtain
the right to rule at all odds.
A more vicious foe has never been seen.
They would soon replace man.
They would be superior, it seems.
They would rule. That was the plan.
Their creator had been an outcast for years.
This was his time for revenge.
Only thing, he forgot something, it appears.
He didn’t get the proper permits. The end.
The government shut him down.
He had nowhere to turn to.
His plans disappeared. No where around.
Another mad scientist, reduced to a fool.
——————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2018)