Answer:
Cities as Busy Bees
A city hums with life, a buzzing hive,
A flurry of activity, a never-ending strive.
Just like a bee, each person has a task,
Working hard, from day to dawn to dusk.
The streets are like the honeycomb's walls,
A labyrinth of concrete, glass, and steel halls.
The buildings are the cells, tall and proud,
Storing the sweet nectar of life, never to bow.
The cars are like the drones, flying so fast,
Buzzing past one another, like a swarm so vast.
And the bright lights at night are like the sun,
Guiding the bees home, when the day is done.
But just like a hive, a city can be prone
To disasters, like a swarm of angry drones.
A storm can rage, like a wild beast unleashed,
Leaving destruction in its path, never to cease.
And so we must be like the bees, so strong and wise,
Building our cities, with a future so bright.
With teamwork and order, we'll weather any storm,
And our hive will flourish, forever warm.