Blue Bee

Once upon a time, they say

Something did happen.

Whatever that was, it was worth telling.

The spoken word, those 'fairy' tales were news.

Storytellers were salesmen selling

A truth, a lie, gossip mixed with fantasy

A warning or thought-out idea.

They were not aware, didn't care

About how their words affected

Corrected people's behaviour.

Making people believe is easy.

All you need to do is tell something new,

Trigger the imagination or better spread fear.

Say for example the end of the world is near.

Imagine you live in a small community

where never ever anything happens.

Each day is the same.

Life is a struggle without fun, without fame.

There's no internet, phone, radio or tv

Trust me, in that case, the storyteller is more than welcome.

As he arrived the entire village hurried,

Gathered to hear

Young and old listened till the end

Of the story told by that man,

A person who travels.

Today we all travel.

If not in person we can do so with help of a book, a magazine, the tv

Internet or a movie.

We watch and meet different people, and see

Animals like the blue bee

On our screen.

We watch, sometimes read.

We even believe

We can help feed

Those on the other part of the planet.

We feel great but by doing that

We forget

Those living

Suffering

Next door.

Once upon a time, we might have cared

Shared

But these days are definitely gone.

Those close communities are done.

No one needs a storyteller today

We rather stay

Inside, glued to the screen, gaming online

Stating we have no time

To interact in real life with others.

Because in reality we envy or hate

Or we are afraid of our fellow humans

Plus... we all can spread the 'news' ourselves.

A Merry Christmas

24-12-2023

The photo was taken by me.