Free Cee Let the Bees Be

LET THE BEES BE I was ordered to surrender by someone who used to be so tender and i've changed my face so many times before while sheltered behind an iron door I sat in a seat of deadened wood dried by the ages and read a yellowed newspaper while turning pages each page showed me shadows of yesterday but none had much anymore of importance to say I read of death and destruction and more needless concrete construction cows used to sleep where iron now rises and heard of men in the shade of many disguises and so she asked me to wave a white flag but distance would be her only gag so I would not hear her unpleasant pleas and that's when I discovered that love can sting like a hive of a million yellow bees © 2012......PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~