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
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