In the afternoon sun, a swarm of bees confided in me of the days ahead
They spoke of their deaths in a sorrow and fear, that they knew their lives were set to a fast clock
They told me of their ancient wisdom, how they have been since the days before human
They told me of the pestilence that will arise from their departure, and to take caution in their premonition
We will be to blame for what happens when we leave, they said
But it will be the human ego that starts the fire, and greed will have been the gasoline
Those trees will beging to dry, the animals become famined and dead to you
Take our warning with dread and awareness, for this a future that is sure to happen
Humanity will have been its own destruction
Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 8:44 PM UTC
In the afternoon sun, a swarm of bees confided in me of the days ahead
They spoke of their deaths in a sorrow and fear, that they knew their lives were set to a fast clock
They told me of their ancient wisdom, how they have been since the days before human
They told me of the pestilence that will arise from their departure, and to take caution in their premonition
We will be to blame for what happens when we leave, they said
But it will be the human ego that starts the fire, and greed will have been the gasoline
Those trees will beging to dry, the animals become famined and dead to you
Take our warning with dread and awareness, for this a future that is sure to happen
Humanity will have been its own destruction
