Stinging, Like A Bee Poem by Noorie Ali

Stinging like a bee, the truth a harsh reality
You may avoid this calamity, but the facts are there you’re a catastrophe.
I bet u know it.
Life it stings like a bee, no sensitivity.
Anger so wild.
Not a wear of smile.

You will get criticized,
No, not a bundle of lies,
Not a moment in disguise

The truth is to be realized.
Paralyzed not able to rememorize

A ball of mash is what you now are.
As soft as a baby’s, bottom,
You wear a frown for you are now the class clown

Life it stings like a bee
Till eventually you see
An excellent moment to flee
Flee like a bee, sing like a bumblebee
A buzzing bee
To sting thee.

Now you’re feeling like a tall tree
Now you see that’s what rapture can be.