Her words are calming and ensuring.
With each syllable, she draws you in slowly.
Slowly you’re drawn into her illusion of a golden honey pot.
It is too good to be true but your mind reminds you of her ensuring words and then you become calm.
She tells you that so many people have benefited from her venture.
You believe her even more.
“Here, take my money!”
It will seem as if, your breathe should be the unit of time.
She who once drew you in is now hard to cling to.
“The number you have dialled is not available at the moment, please try again later.”
You try again every two moments.
And then the realisation of truth comes.
You are reminded that golden honey pots do not exist.
If they did, the bees would have made you work for it.