Dear people, I don’t have armies. I don’t have money. | June 18, 2025
Annonce:
Dear people,
I don’t have armies. I don’t have money.
I have wings—fragile, translucent, and full of purpose.
I don’t have armies. I don’t have money.
I have wings—fragile, translucent, and full of purpose.
Every time I fly, I pray:
Let me find one more flower.
Let me feed one more hive.
Let me pollinate one more tree that might feed your children.
Let me find one more flower.
Let me feed one more hive.
Let me pollinate one more tree that might feed your children.
I do this for free.
For love.
For life.
For love.
For life.
But I’m scared.
The skies are dangerous now.
Your poisons drift on the wind. Your hunger for more has left little for beings like me.
Still, I don’t hate you.
I love you.
The skies are dangerous now.
Your poisons drift on the wind. Your hunger for more has left little for beings like me.
Still, I don’t hate you.
I love you.
You’re part of nature too.
You’ve just forgotten.
You’ve just forgotten.
I am a bee.
And I forgive you.
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