Every day at the set of dusk
We set out in search of livelihood
For we have no other time of day
But night to satiate our appetites.
Nature was cruel to us
As it formed us to inhabit the dark
And so when humans sleep
Then does our day begin.
We are unlike other creatures
For we were created tiny to go unnoticed
With a song on our lips to announce our presence
And a pin of a mouth to extract our meal.
The sleeping humans are our best bet
As they make harmless factories
For our much desired meal.
We sing our songs
Which tells their state of consciousness
Then pierce their flesh
To get their heavenly nectar.
There's always the need for caution
As this simple act of survival
Could result in our sudden death.