Intrusion1

The grey housing they scatter around

As busy busy bees they are

Within the sound of a troubled time

When one must defend their homed hive

But who am I but just a stumbled traveler

Only now to notice myself upon their home

Careful in step and fear of eye

But wouldn’t it more to them than i

For one defense and soon they fall

With no tail in sight upon their grave

How man would it take to erupt my departure

Keeping my presence from the queen

Depending upon the state of mind

Reaction alone deciding life

And deciding death

For fear be all that causes it

Unknown knowledge turns the tide