Dear God,
Earlier today I killed a bee.
I hurt an innocent insect that hadn’t done anything to me.
He was a big, fat, beautiful bumble bee
flying around my living room like crazy
I should have just open the screen door and let him go free
but because of my anger and my stupidity, I decided to kill him
before he stung me.
It didn’t even occur to me that I don’t know
if I could get stung by a bumble
especially since I could clearly see
as my violent swats passed him as close as could be
he didn’t have any intentions of hurting me
he was just flying around hoping to see
some opening through which he could escape to liberty
so instead of helping him to go free, I acted like a big, bad bully.
I cried a few minutes later when it occurred to me
that “someone who hurt others’’ wasn’t the person I wanted to be
so I spoke to my mom and dad about this “useful giver” who pollinates the flowers we see.
They told me if I write You this letter it will bring my mind clarity
If I promise You that I will help all Your creatures to live free
and promise to respect and love the bumble bee that You created
for all the world’s children ― and me!
I love you, God.
Sad Sam
P.S. My mom and dad thinks You’re really, really cool!
