to bee

My natural inclination is to kill it 
It would have brought me a moment 
Of joy - the smashing of the bee - no 
One would blame me - justified as 
Fear - chalked up to the natural inclination 
Of a woman in fear - but there is no 
Fear - had it bitten 
Me the sting would 
Have been nice and it's death even sweeter
these are 
My thoughts as I drink coffee and watch 
It land and fly away then land again 
I want to end its existence and in its end 
My joy would increase - and this is 
Where you differ - your inclination 
Is to save it - to let it fly free - not 
That you couldn't - if I asked you 
Would - still it's not your natural inclination 
And that is what makes you good