Worker Bees Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

When the worker bees,
Leave their nests...
Others left,
Fake a sweat.

When the worker bees,
Get upset...
Over jive.
They split from the hive.

And those left protest.
Of rest they don't get.
To accuse the worker bees,
Of being selfish.

And those left protest,
Of rest they don't get.
To make excuses...
Of how they've been neglected.

Worker bees are often blamed,
For the way things are without them.
Worker bees are often shamed.
To smear their names to defame,
Deeds they've done for all bees.

Worker bees are often blamed.
For not maintaining,
A way of life that provides...
Gains.
While others,
Sit on their backsides inside...
The hive.
While others,
Sit on their backsides...
Spewing their lies to think,
They will survive.