Bee

He travelled the seas

He travelled the land

To the hum of the bees

And the hum of his hands

And his Queen was protected

By many a Bee knight

Though she was highly respected

She never took flight

And the Queen was a prisoner

The Bee knight her jailor

They hummed loud in their honour

But she grew the paler

The Bee hive needed a Queen to believe in

A perfect model of divinity in Bee form

In this Virgin Mother

Such a deity they perceive in

So her role of Captive Ruler

She was made to perform

All power has its consequence

All power has corruption

But the bee Queen rules her bee subjects

Without Scandal or interruption

You think the Queen owns her Kingdom

That she rules from the hive

Her vast reign

But ask her of her Bee freedom

She’ll cry To Be or not To Be

To you again and again