Apples

The benefits for one person,
Often sit badly in the belly of he,
Who, for no reason, was just born out of time,
And whose body was not made for such eating.

So he stays away from it in the right form,
For causing him the most discomfort,
While everywhere he sees its injestion,
With the abandon of a wreckless sort.

So let the sunset fill your eyes with red,
Just as the freedoms of others do,
And when the darkness falls and you're still alive,
Think of the poisons that aren't streaming through you.

And it's alright,
If it means prosperity for all else,
That's karma, and you may have some coming,
For the benefit of yourself.