23 November 2012
Inspired by 'nettles' by vernon scannell :)
In the hot days of summer time I watch you shine like a dime Playing with all your little friends Day after day until summer ends But during that period I saw You cry as the bee stings; you scream more Your eyes were red and the mood grim I couldn't have been any more dim In vengeance I stare at the ground It's silent. There's not a single sound There my eyes see where the bee lays It lost its life so there it stays You hurt my child I said to the thing Then picked it up and gave it a fling Though that bee can't hurt her anymore more High above my head many more soar...
Bees. • Opuss № I