A Worker Bee And Her Destiny
I love to watch workin' bees are buzzin'
There's nothing like your workaholic lovin'
From collecting foods,cleanin' hive to
honeycombs buildin'
And feedin' larvas, tendin' the queen
to colony guardin'
You fight with nothin' but barbed weapon
That stuck in the skin of victims havin'
Pulling it back means your life
givin'
Is it a destiny of wonderful livin'?
Piyal Ranasinghe
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