Destruction

Honey smells in the air As bees swarm the hive. A home to call their own That can be easily knocked down By a little boy being himself. He will grow to be a man Will a fear of bees in his home. That fear will occupy him even in Sleep with dreams that disrupt dark Until one day he can't be waken anymore. The bees will take over the man's body Just like he took over their home When he was just a little boy.