Blair Wilson and Hal Sirowitz     "Crumbs"     Sumi Ink on Paper     11"x17"     March 1995 Larger 467 Crumbs Don't eat food in your room, Mother said. You'll get more bugs. They depend on people like you, otherwise, they would starve. But who do you want to make happy, your mother or a bunch of ants? What have they done for you? Nothing! They have no feelings.  They'll eat your candy. Yet you treat them better than you  treat me. You keep feeding them. But you never offer me anything. Poem by Hal Sirowitz