The Body on the Pavement

I don't know who she was

I don't know where she lived

I don't even know her name

I found her lying on the ground

Murdered in cold blood

Slayed by fear and misunderstanding

Then left to rot

I eased her trodden-on body off the ground

Countless people had walked along this path

Stepping on her like she was part of the concrete

Uncaring for her fate

I took her home

Cleaned her wounds

Gave her what she had been denied

Care and acceptance

I found a coffin and a gravesite

Her funeral will be soon

But first I must explain something

She was a VIP, a wasp, a Very Important Pollinator

Please care about the insects, they help our forests flourish