The Bee

The Bee short poem

To achieve each goal, you become industrious,
Queen and worker each by roles distinguished.
To cause to flourish and be established;
a colony whose peace could get precarious,
when intruders are stung in defensive fury
by your weapons of stings to inflinct injury.
Pleasant and sweet is your yield in every season;
a pleasant service you render without ceasing.

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Joseph Ogbonna is a prolific Nigerian poet.Hewas born on the 1st of may 1975 in the Nigerian commercial capital of Lagos.He has published two volumes of poetry and a novel, currently on sale in Amazon, Barnes and noble, authorhouse and other bookshops around the World.Joseph is a lover of classical music and opera, and loves to read the Bible and literary works of metaphysical poets.He resides in Enugu, South-East Nigeria
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I loved your poem and the nectar cures so many ails too. thank you for sharing.

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