Busy Bees - Current Version Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Heaven sent: bees, busy, fly
hunting honey buzzing by.

Pollen scent pays apiary rent
till men repent greed, source runs dry -
fount fructose. Rent wings' all awry,
Nature denies, most malcontent.

Hive syndrome meant as warning pent
with sugary advice, we cry.
Indecent is the extent
of robbery in broad daylight.

Protest vent represent
one percent of calls to try
to prevent bee supplement
royal jelly, harvest wry.

Came and went, bee ascent
flora flee, few know why.
Rise, descent: Magician fly -
sad or funny - Time flies by.

Excellent, straight or bent,
proud or puny - passing sigh.
Life is lent: Humanity
tied to money, low and high.

Summer spent, mortality:
you be[e] I, born to die.