The Bee and The Pesticides

I flew out of the darkness of my home
Into the morning Sun
So bright and warm

Spreading my buzz
Into the wet morning air
Pollen and Nectar is all I'm to wear

I fly so high
Into the vast blue sky
Bathing in the light breeze
Rushing my wings with ease

I lend on the flower
So golden so sweet
It gives me such power
To feed my Queen's fleet

I'm drinking from the flower
Unaware of its lure
Filling my body with nectar
which isn't so pure

My body falls to ground
Wings grow cold and still
My sisters will join me in the grave
The poison had made its kill

The Caged Bird

I opened the bird-cage door today
Releasing the caged bird
With golden feathers
And freckled head

I was the one
Who caged this beauty
The first day she began to fly
Flying towards the vast
Blue sky

But I caught her
In the air
Before she could reach the sky
with my bare hands
and asked the golden bird
"May I"
she answered "You may"
and I locked her
into the cage
of our relationship.

But today
After many years of captivity
Bursting out of her cage
She flies away
Into the vast Blue sky
For the very first time

Farmers Awakening

A farmer wept one tear

in form of a bee

opening his heart

with the long lost key

Deep is the ignorance

placed behind his eyes

because of his greed

the little bee dies

"How did it come to this?"

the farmer asks in despair

"Because of my greed bees die

That is not fair!"

"I must find the way

to save the honey bees

I will turn my mono-crop fields

into bee friendly trees."

Che's Gardening Mantra

"Seed by seed the life will start

The shining Sun will do its part.

The falling rain will do its too

So the wretched human might have its stew"

Bien

Shooting stars 

passing bright

In the hive 

of Sun dance

Dripping down 

the golden mead

Spreading the web 

over the Earth

On their wings 

flying high

Entering my mind 

through the light

Wax knitting soft

into the skin

Warm breath seeping

out of the hole

Hexagon cells

filling the stomach

As One walking out

the Queen is piping

Our Mother

Left naked and scarred
Bleeding into the open sky
Cold winds from her bones
Peeling off the remaining flesh
Raped by her own children
She orbits still

Queen

Queen
To be licked
Tasted
For she is
Down the comb
Laying in the spiral
Cells filling
To continuously be
In the arising and passing
Of the natural
Breath of Universe