Bumble Bee on a Yellow Flower

Bumble bee on a yellow flower drinking it’s afternoon tea

Frog croaks full of power warning the others of me

White butterflies flutter for hours every now and then joining the bees

Living life so effortlessly in beautiful harmony

Rain clouds in the sky dotted with hawks flying high above the trees

Searching for what’s scurrying in the weeds behind me

Why do I find this so enticing?

It’s such a wondrous scene

A system of creed

Wind swaying the trees enough for the leaves to touch and rustle much

Dark greens, light purples, and colorful bugs

A palette made with no fuss

For a moment,

There is a still silence

The wind paused and the cicadas stopped crying

My feet in the grass

I’m automatically hurting the world that

We live in

Walk a few steps

No sound

The life around me has hidden

It’s now gravel beneath my feet

Man-made stone on to which the grasshoppers leap

I wonder how they’d feel about deer bones lining our streets

How the same bees living here in harmony are an endangered species

How we de-forest areas just for more of the same places to eat

How we pick flowers to show love to those who weep

The rain drizzles a little more heavily

The insects make their sounds in belligerent heaps

Trees whisper

But this secret they won’t keep

“What about me?” they say

They start to beg and plead,

“What about we?!”

The noises they make begin to join in to one loud scream

“WHAT ABOUT ME?

WHAT ABOUT WE?

WE ARE ONE IF YOU JUST LET ME BE!

YOU HAVE ALL BECOME THIS EVIL THING

WE WISH WE COULD RUN

BUT YOU CAN’T LEAVE WE

WE TRY TO OVERCOME

ADAPT TO WHAT YOU BRING

BUT BEFORE TOO LONG WE’RE LEFT WITH WHAT YOU DO WRONG

DON’T YOU SEE?!

WE WANT TO MOVE ALONG AND JUST BE FREE

IT’S SOMETHING WE HAVE IN COMMON

SO WHY CAN’T YOU LET US BE?!

WE WERE HERE BEFORE YOU

YOU USED TO LIVE AS PART OF WE

SINCE THEN YOU’VE BEATEN AND ABUSED

WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN?!

WE GIVE YOU ALL YOUR NECESSITIES

AND YOU STILL WANT MORE?

PLEASE STOP WITH ALL THE GREED!”

I run to my car full of electricity

I’m back in the arms of what human society brings

I look out as what was

Now it’s just shopping centers and diverse pubs

Roll the windows down to breathe in the must

Suff

Oca

Ting

Oxyge

Nation

I NEED A TREE

Carbon

Dioxide

Contam

Ination

WHERE ARE THE LEAVES?!

Blue in the face and choking desperately,

I fell dead

Such a wondrous scene...

The last thought in my head was of the bumble bee on the yellow flower buzzing the word,

“We”