Page Created May 23 2007 Last Modified May 23 2007 |
A BUMBLE BEE |
Buzzing, flying in your face,
It's by the window, on the wall. Sweeping down, onto your plate, In your face, down upon the ground. Never stopping, remaining Motionless, That's the bumble bee That's me! Bouncing around, A passer by says 'What you on?' His friend suggests amphetamines, The bee, which is me Says 'well, err, um it's natural It's called AD/HD' 'Ain't that just for boys?' 'It's a imbalance of chemicals' - well that's the chemistry says the professional Not bee! Stinging irritants which get in my way, or in your face .. 'Shush' says mother 'Buzz off' says me Flying away to distant lands, The land of equality, freedom and peace. Where buzzing Bee's are not condemned, A place I can bee who and what I long to BEE |