After The Bees
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After the Bees
Conversation between Mother and Child
the year is 2030* (or sooner)
After the Bees
were destroyed through
better chemical living
used in our foods
used in our water,
used in the air,
after the bees were gone
then the fireflys were next
their lights
went out one by one
the night air
no longer sparkles
with their tiny glow
No jar full of magic lanterns
with wings
for you
no enchanted nights
just
nights full of hunger
days full of fear
no better life through chemicals....
I fear the crickets now
are chirping our last song...
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