The Insect Buster: Where have all the Insects Gone?

The Insect Buster

Where have all the Insects Gone?

Dr Abe V Rotor

Author and his students at UST Graduate School examine 

insect specimens in a field trip to Amadeo, Cavite. 

The Insect Buster

Dr Abe V Rotor

He is the insect buster; self proclaimed, strong and bold;

He conquers man’s greatest enemy, wasting no time.

He has read enough comics, spent hours on cartoons

He’s Pied Piper in a new adventure in his prime.

To the rescue, rid the world of aliens; make it safe man;

I am Gulliver he said to the imagined Lilliputians,

With gloves and boots, armed with tools of the modern kind  

He saw himself riding to the West against the Indians.

Make way for this nemesis, the bugs run for your lives;   

They dropped dead, crushed, unbearable was the pain.

Their shelter stormed, their nests torn – ‘til they’re gone.

It’s reminiscent of Pompeii where ruins reign.   

The air is stilled, there’s no more music in the night;

The pond is clear, but where have all the fish gone?

Plants still bloom, but their flowers are no longer bright.

Where are the bees and butterflies that meet the sun?

Frogs no longer croak, silent are the fields and the trees

Where’s the cicada shrilling with joy, the cricket at night?  

The melodious songs and call of birds that never cease.

The mayfly’s visit, the moth circling a candlelight?

Suddenly the world became quiet like Rachel’s Carson’s

Silent Spring when the birds no longer herald spring;

Suddenly like in biblical times clouds cast over the zones

And death loomed, creatures dying and scampering. ~