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Dear Humans,

Greetings from our tiny world of less awesomeness. I know that you’ve got a whole
lot of attention-seeking activities. Yes, I know that you’re being plagued with terrorist at-
tacks, global warmings, genocides, economic instabilities and much more; I also under-
stand that sometimes you feel depressed and frustrated. Unknown to you, my antennas
have some sense of empathy stored up in it. Well, I hope this enveloped message gets to
your doorpost in no distant time.

I or rather we (which involves my family) would seek, at least a quarter of your time
and attention. Unknown to you, I am your friendly neighbour and harmless companion,
Mr. Cockroach. Sometimes your superstitions, beliefs and fate tags me as a “Product of
Poverty” but isn’t that too cruel for a small skeletal being? What happened to your sense
of reasoning? Or aren’t you hasty to judge without listening to my counsel? I recall that so
many years before Christ, I was christened by your genealogical father, Adam. Also, Noah’s
ark was the safe haven for both man and beast (even creeping things like us). I know that
God gave you dominion over us but haven’t you over-exercised such dominion?

We are beings with every sense of affection in need of just those crumbs from your
table. We’d love to watch those Premier League matches with you over bottles of beer and
packets of juice boxes. Our kids would love to play with your children without an ounce of
fear. I know we may cause asthma but it wasn’t our fault (God created us so and He also
gave you the brain to work out the cure). We serve as an exceptional diet (yes, we are as
tasty as those winged termites you much cherish).

Please, I’m tired of always fleeing from your daughter’s screams, your son’s heavy
broomsticks, your wife’s rubber slippers and your endless use of insecticides. We’re not
sworn enemies but brothers who could benefit off each other’s intelligence (I know you
understand me).
Yours Sincerely,
Mr. Cockroach.
P.S: The ant colony has become fattened by the bodies of our family members that are
being left to die on your kitchen and bathroom floors.
Umahi Emmanuel Prince
Nuel Degeneral Umahi
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