Treasure Island

Dr John Celes

(14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Bees-Lament


From dawn to dusk, we toil so hard,
And flit from flow’r to flow’r, gathering nectar;
Men steal the honey to make big money;
There’s hardly any left in the hive!

At break of dawn, we scour the earth,
As sun’s rays show new flowery birth;
And in the process, we pollinate flowers,
Carrying the pollen on our hairy legs!
Yet, men aren’t content, with our job unpaid;
But destroy hives, for honey and wax!

We build our hives indeed quite high,
So that we see the flowery smiles at day-break;
But men have built micro-wave towers,
Impairing our quest for flowery nectar!

We work for hours, without much rest,
And keep our race alive in our base;
But man destroys our hives with ease,
For honey and the paraffin-wax!

God made the bees most naturally;
Men ruin earth’s ecology;
With lesser food, both man and bee
Will starve to death!

Submitted: Sunday, March 09, 2014
Edited: Monday, March 10, 2014

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