The cost of life

Bees, nature's fairy godmother,

The scents of pollen that drift through the air,

Carried by animals smaller than your pinkie finger,

They let the world spin calmly through the eye of a storm,

Yet these incredible insects need some help of their own,

For they are in great danger.

The Varroa mite infest their larva, and cause them to have major deformations,

This stops them flying and spreading pollen,

Every bee that dies to this is a punch in the life of this world.

While governments sit and yell at each other, the bees fight for themselves,

If bees disappear,

So will we.

Life comes at a cost.

Always.