Queen Bee Poem by Bello Hamisu Ida

Queen Bee



In much forest like the queen of the bee,
With the thousands of servant in the tree
Armed by special weapon like an army
Their target is to slaughter, slay in angry


with the stunning vehicle, attractive houses
And diverse needs, with their rumour bases
The attractive tongue to assist their followers
Yet their merely serving sullen like growers

Did the bee queen assist her servant? Ascendancy
Their served her, to the finest of their supremacy
Queen served them to the finest of her loyalty
They served themselves to reach their royalty

The Queen Bee lives in a honey bee colony or hive,
Habitually the mother of most, the bees still alive.
The sugary of the honey bee, sugary they spreads,
Sugary of bee like the sweet tongue of our heads.

Whoever you are, whatever you became worldly,
Whatever material you boast in this worldly,
You must travel to the underworld.
Worm must eat your flesh meat.

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I wrote this poem to delight our leaders.
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