The fly cries out, “O’ spider, you have me trapped!
Mightn’t you let me go?”
“O’ fly, dost thou not know the scheme of things?
I have you now for dinner,
but tonight some hungry critter
will take me down.”
“Well, then, spider, so much for existential anguish!
Let us forego our ego and join the whole;
Don’t fight Nature. Ride her flow.”
The two sang merrily until the spider had his feast.
Evil? I think not!
Natural, indifferent? Indubitably!