A poem about a Question–
Such hostility fills the air.
Like wasps aroused,
We snap and jockey for position,
Relenetlessly exaggerating our own importance.
Shan’t we all be happier as honey bees?
Copyright/All rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2011
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