(Inspired by a comment from my daughter Sarai)

I'd held the Ladybug in my hand
Felt its nervous secretion like a tear
It's predecessor learned not to trust man
Too many before now have not cared
Stepped up and down the environmental stairs
As I stared at the Ladybug
I became a Gentlemanbug
Gave her a hug
After passing a slug
You see we demand attention by a history of fear
I said to her
Play dead
Turn green from red
Watch out for those creatures that don't care
Like them over there
Especially the ones between the old and the children
They smash, trash
More than an inch of the bug world despair
For what they call cash
"They seem to like me"
She Morse codely said with her antennae
Yeah I hear you sista'
I mean I feel you
But what about your cousins
The ones that do more than buzzin'
They kill them by the dozens
"I can't imagine!"
She said with another tear from underneath
I had to apologize for my fellow man
For what could I do?
She bequeathed
"We adapt too much to the destruction of each other
when we need only to live the wonder"
And gave a me a kiss and left a black dot on my cheek
As I let her go into the air
It felt like a seed sproutin' from within
All of a sudden I was just a man again
I could still hear her wings like distant thunder
A moment we all should share
"HuMmmmnnn MmmmnMnnnn Mmmnnnn"