IT'S POETRY FRIDAY!

Hello. For this post, I've decided to share with all of you, (the internet) a poem that I myself wrote. I never really intended for this poem to be read by others but then I figured why not? Keep in mind that I wrote this a 0100 hours (that's 1 a.m. for all of you time-noobs) and I wrote it in about 20-30 minutes and have left it unedited for my own artistic and personal reasons. SO WITHOUT further ado, here it is.

Origination

By Joseph Lee the Giorgi

     When an apple falls from a tree, it does not remember which tree, only that it fell, and many apples will argue why.

     Some will say that it was a great and sudden boom with a loud thud of great and mysterious thunder that caused the fall.

     Some will say that it is the caterpillar's fault.

     Some will say that the tree was angry and cast them aside.

     But the apples can not find out which tree that they came from. They know only where they are sitting, but not which tree they came from, and so they will argue more.

     Some will say that the apples came from multiple trees.

     Some will say that all apples come from one tree and that the other trees are really pear trees and should be ignored or destroyed for the sake of the great apple tree.

     Yet still, many apples will begin to say that there is no tree and never was,

     and so the apples will always argue why they fell, when they fell, and from which tree they fell.

     Because of this, there are many different kinds of apples.

     And the apples will argue and bicker and fight eachother, because their tree is better than everyone else's tree.

     This will continue happening until a hungry animal comes along and eats them all because they were too busy being Dumbasses "apples."