scared as he is, he plunges into the new world, born a just a worm he wiggles around this earth we call home, no fear of what might come, but alas the all powerful bird flys in and sets his eyes on food, the worn wiggles to escape, and the bird goes hungry for the day, this cold world the worm was born into shows nothing but utter death and termoil, but he still came in and took life on with no fear. That my friends. . . is one tuff worm, and im glad i went outside that day, just because there's death, does not mean its going to happen to me this soon.