An ode to cockroaches

Of what are you made?
Oh! cockroaches, what makes you so hardy
That more of you are born
From the few of you that are killed?

What do you eat to grow?
Oh! cockroaches, our food waste or detergent?
The more we dump on you, that which kill us,
The more you eat, grow, the more you breed

How? my dear cockroaches
You evade us, outlive us,
Do you know what we think in our own words?
Or, what we think, you learn through our food?

Cockroaches! I am baffled,
You grow on what we dump, build fortresses from our waste,
How is it? I am amazed more than anything else,
You know us more, than even we ourselves do..