.… Break a small stalk
which the ladybird’s scramblin’ on.
and, during that moment,
when it assiduously clambers,
spread her wings,
just now will fly up, -
you could change the top with a bottom.
Poor!
It again clambers upwards
endlessly ...
people are the same….
It seems, the top is so close,
alas…: someone's severe hand
overturns your stairway.
creep again upwards,
if could remain on your feet at all …