Nancy Kerr 2015
About our impact, how what we do and what environment is like colors the honey. Not long after Kerr moved to Sheffield and when her kids were very small a bee colony came over the wall from Burngreave Cemetery into her garden. The bees built a new home on the garden fence and only stayed a few hours but remnants of honeycomb remained for years afterward. The whole song came to her in the bath the day before a tour started.
Simpson Cutting Kerr: Dark Honey
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UHGjyzqpZNM
One summer evening and the kids ran free All the bees were swarming in the cemetery And they sucked that sweetness their natures crave From the flowers that grew on every grave Chorus: And you tell your children “life finds a way” You can reap dark honey in the dying day Leave a little sweetness to soother our stings And the slightest suffering winter brings Some other children, some distant home They fear the humming of a different drone Some sugar’s flowing from every pore Some hunger’s growing on the spoils of war On the bank of England, some city bee She built a hive of slavery And her sweet survival in the midst of ban Is to make dark honey from a Cola can When Man has driven the drone of bees From all the fields and cemeteries He’ll miss that richness his nature craves For no flowers will grow upon our graves