Tuesday, 28 April 2020

Queen Bee


You never change
You still walk around
With your head lifted high

You still walk like you own the place
Saying hello to who you want
And walking past others

With you, it is always been a game,
Of pick and chose
And who you want to be seen with

You are no longer Queen Bee
But I think someone forgot to tell you
Because you are still buzzing around

If you talk to someone
You expect that person
To believe it is a privilege

You never laugh, you never smile
You just walk-in all serious
As if we are all beneath you

Oh how I wish I could bring you down
And put you in your proper place
And leave you to wallow in that

Jo Anne Kennedy
November 2019

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