Sour Honey Poem by Asaolu Abayomi

Where are the bees?
perfect atmosphere
come on home
bring us forth sweetness
where art the farmer?
farmer emeritus
jungle king
antidote to sting

Bitter sweet
sweet kola
bitter sugar
sweet bitterleaf
bitter juices
delicious feaces

same old story
same old farmers
leopard on sheep skin
passionate to destroy
joyful in starvation
black we see
white we believe

our bees are excellent
yes we know
the end product satisfactory
yes that should be true
but where are they?
where are the best?
who knows?

from afar
our honey praised
the best they called it
at home?
oh honey our honey
oh milk our pride
sour we get
joyfully tearfully
painfully relieving
with tears we cheer
when shall we purchase the better?
when will our farmers come home?
when shall we ignore sour honey?
when oh when