Another man who has succeeded
Is giving me advice on what is needed
to save the world and maybe me
from barking up the wrong tree.
First I must work my head off.
Preach love of humanity.
Then walk in your yard and don’t scoff
at a hummingbird buzzing off with a bee.
Cuz that’s what the whole mess is.
I saw it at the feeder last night.
A bee supplied my honey with kisses
and stung her out of fright.
The third object is always at fault
be it bee humming or a bird.
My honey was sipping a malt
when she tasted a swelling word.
It wasn’t an ouch or a yum yum.
The trouble with life is a mix.
Innocence dies when someone
sticks her tongue in the feeder for a kiss.
Oh she wailed with mouth wide open.
Closed eyes and kicked me in the nuts.
The moral of this story is troublesome.
Is there anything we can trust?