![]() Swat NotA Poem by John Alexander McFadyen![]() Wasps are good guys!![]() Vespula Vulgaris, the common wasp, invades my space, my hands set flapping as I try to bat them away, afraid of the sting in their tails. In late summer, early autumn their work life is
complete after three months of feeding larvae and serving a queen. So now redundant and retired from
service they wander the earth seeking the sweet elixir of life. Without purpose and disorientated they stumble towards over ripe fruit, fizzy drinks wine and beer and all sweet things. They need liquid sugar to survive, to control their insatiable hunger during this, the final chapter of their lives. So they nonchalantly buzz around us getting too close for comfort as they zero in on our food and drink in all innocence, insistent that they have their fill. Those who remain calm don't trigger the under-attack pheromone, the rallying cry for more wasps to start arriving in aggressive 'red-mist' mode. So I tell myself and those around me to be still, I maintain this stoic posture, superior in my knowledge that it is the right thing to do, but when the pesky thing's persistence has it buzzing around my head, I break my resistance and swat it anyway. Suddenly the fact that in the
absence of wasps as predators, our planet
would be overrun by even more
damaging insects, such as
aphids, ants and caterpillars, has little
meaning. All I care
about at that
moment, is not being
stung! 03/09/19 © 2019 John Alexander McFadyenAuthor's Note
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Added on September 5, 2019Last Updated on September 8, 2019 Author![]() John Alexander McFadyenBrixworth, England, United KingdomAboutWell, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more..Writing
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