You to me are but an ant to a bee.
No bee can use an ant as feed,
Or to build a honeycomb in a tree;
He is not the bee’s ideal employee.
The bee would rather be alone, you see?
The ant is fine with his own company.
He too does not care for the bee,
An athlete with whom he must compete.
It is true they must share the trees,
With each other and the leaves,
The modest amount of food to eat,
The rain tumbling down their cheeks.
They must share the world it seems
With each other and all that breathe.
And if one knew the other, he could see
The ant and the bee fight mutually.
Each one is simply trying to breathe.
Despite who we may be, an ant or a bee,
It is time to open our eyes and see
We are in this together, you and me.
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