there once was a peasant
who would come to walk a long road
on his way he took a rest settled down
he pulled an apple from his knapsack
and ate of its fruit
when finished he left only a core
and tossed it to the ground
he quickly commenced upon his way...
with what was left of itself
the apple bore life to the two tiny seeds left within
they sprouted and took root
and grew into two magnificent trees
they needn't be tended by the peasant
his new life made little matter to these them
the last efforts of that apple
gave rise to something great
god and mother earth tended these new trees
made their limbs sturdy no storm could bend them
they grew strong...
rushing to sew new oats
the peasant was quick to fail
the crops would yield no good unto him
the peasant would die hungry
and never taste of their success
this is what we get for being careless
casting off what we pay little mind to
but we all pay the price
some of us
pay dearly
Oct 18, 2011
Oct 18, 2011 at 6:29 AM UTC
there once was a peasant
who would come to walk a long road
on his way he took a rest settled down
he pulled an apple from his knapsack
and ate of its fruit
when finished he left only a core
and tossed it to the ground
he quickly commenced upon his way...
with what was left of itself
the apple bore life to the two tiny seeds left within
they sprouted and took root
and grew into two magnificent trees
they needn't be tended by the peasant
his new life made little matter to these them
the last efforts of that apple
gave rise to something great
god and mother earth tended these new trees
made their limbs sturdy no storm could bend them
they grew strong...
rushing to sew new oats
the peasant was quick to fail
the crops would yield no good unto him
the peasant would die hungry
and never taste of their success
this is what we get for being careless
casting off what we pay little mind to
but we all pay the price
some of us
pay dearly