Poem 015: Matrimony Of The Queen Poem by Samer Madbak

“Guess what? You won’t believe”, he said
“What’s that? ” I was aroused.
“Your damsel dear, your sweetheart fled
Her hive and got espoused.”

“To whom? ” I said inquiring
“What drone won her at last? ”
“Alas! An unexpected king,
The bees are stunned, aghast! ”

“They should, 'cause every drone she met
Pursued her admiration
Her love, O how could they forget
Their foolish fascination? ”

“They should, for how can they contrive
To live when she’s away
Away for good, O luckless hive
Flung into disarray.”

“It serves them well and serves them right
To suffer pain and spleen
Their sole delight, the queen, took flight
The empress Josephene! ”


Beirut
September 4th 1987