I don’t have time for bees today.
After the parade I feel small and overwhelmed by the world.
I don’t have time for bees today. There’s nothing I can do.
I’m sorry to excuse myself L,G,BT and Q.
Human Rights in China. They too will have to wait.
As I fight for independence for my own mental state.
The news has nothing new to say. Sea levels are on the rise.
Gangland. Shooting. Stabbing. A politican lies.
No room inside for refugees as Russia rumbles on.
I’ve spoken up on all these things, my plot’s not lost it’s gone.
Go again my voice decides, twice as loud this time.
Change the world around us and hear likeminded chime.
The Honeymakers plight I fear and feel my outrage glow.
Humans cannot pollenate. I must let people know.
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Paul Bruce
More comfortable with paints and brushes. But enjoying the puzzle of writing and feel better for it.
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The flow and rhythm in your writing is amazing, wonderful work :)