by Tim Chiu
"...one does not dare..challenge [the] insects...their virulent stinger protects" - a poem
|These buzzing bees so fill the air,
That circling drove, one does not dare,
Harm or challenge the tiny insects,
For their virulent stinger protects!
During days so peaceful and sunny,
Snatching pollen to make more honey,
Drones and workers, a hive of bees,
With their queen who oversees.
Without stripes, the peskiness
Of killer bees creating stress,
Hounding folks with deadly purpose,
Leaving a trail of lifeless corpses…
So many kinds of swarming bees,
With humans harvesting with ease,
A beekeeper’s job, to collect the honey,
Wear that garb and make the money.
Nature’s balance is doing fine,
Shrubs and flowers, so in line –
The bees do capture pollen and spread
This life-giving aura to its stead.