Be Like a Bee

If a bee looked at its big body and small wings, 

It would be hard to believe it could fly,  

A bee can teach us different things,   

Like buzzing from flower to flower and try. 

A life of a bee is like a magic well that fills up the more you draw from it, 

Like vegetable that grows more the more you reap them, 

Like a generous servant, you receive smiles that you submit, 

Like a beautiful flower in order to grow you still need soil and a stem. 

No bees no honey, no pain no gain, 

No work no money, no labour pains no baby,

This life requires people who'll work with less biceps and more brain. 

Fly like a bee and jump like a kangaroo maybe. 

You can't afford to fold your arms and blame others, 

If you want to blame anybody for anything go to the mirror, 

You'll love yourself more once you've faced your true colours, 

I'm starting with the man in the mirror, after all he is nearer. 

Reaping is as hard as sowing, 

You can't sow then fold your arms, 

Keep growing there's somewhere you're going, 

Start your own thing and stop digging other people's farms. 

Be Like a Bee