Bees Know Karma Poem by Tim Cronin

Bees know karma better
Than most. When death is
In defense one ought see
Self sabotage in negativity

So on pollen prowls
They'll sniff the crowds
But there not find any
Save some swats, shouts, sidesteps, splats
Reacts
Exacts
Some revenge
on the
way
out

Small bee inspected pipe
This morn o' April silver
(He lik'd the herb
I think he knew it
Some stuck and went back
To his honey villa)
A long while he sat in the sun
I never gave a swat
Or swipe
Never have I been stung


2012