Such a strange ant and even a stranger poem...
Let's see what strikes most of all:
Death was the ant... which one? There are so many and Death... is still my best friend. I never saw him appear with the looks of an ant.
That ant is more like AI, what Chat GPT spat out, did you notice that?
How can yellow antennae climb to the top of the roof?
That silent warning sound like the alarm towers we have and should be gone by now and kept silent for months, all of a sudden they are used again. The warning everyone ignores, we simply continue with our lives.
Is it possible to escapt the lighting or at least the void?
Life is a constant ceasing to exist.
Death is inevitable. The ant is like death, silent, almost imperceptible until it bites you.
I wouldn't call it imperceptible. Nor would I say it stands for death, but who knows, maybe some multiples are like that, just like some people. You only need a few to end it all. It sounds more like staying alive is an incredible struggle and therefore not even worth fighting for. A lazy person would certainly not do so, nor would a tired person. The same applies to depressed and listless people, so there is not much left to fight for a future and therefore life.