Like a spider whose web was destroyed

Swiftly by the winds of inequity

I am the honey bee raped of my sweet nectar

The pollen of the globe and it’s ruling scepter

The shifting tides of change rock my core

As the pacific kisses the sands of the deep blue’s shore

Where shall my feathers lie now that I am blue?

Will I dissipate into the cosmos like the steam rising off the igloo?

I’m the Caterpillar killed by the innocent child

How will I fly now? My wings are in denial

Like a spider beautiful in creation

I’ll never make you smile

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