Life cycle of the Bees

almost funny but not quite, needs some work

Swirling colours,
Sucking in,
Like a black hole,
In the din,

Bees are buzzing,
them nectar fiends,
always returning
with bursting hands,

They'll make honey,
they always do,
they should make money,
but for who?

The farmers steals
from the poor bees,
they provide meals
to the local peers,

Times almost up now,
fall is here,
they'll all sleep,
for another year.