What is the rhyme or reason
behind the fruit in season?
‘Tis not to feed or please us –
merely to make seed. Lord Jesus,
does not such a thought seem vain
to think, ripe or rotten, all fruit’s the same?
Whether good or not,
or filled with mold and rot,
the seed inside can grow alive
and one day make a tree to thrive
and produce as yet more fruit,
to be hoarded away like robber’s loot
into baskets under harvest moons
for children’s lunches or winos’ saloons.
Or, perhaps, to sit around and waste away
simply to be discarded on some future day
when it has been determined
that, rotten and full of vermin,
the fruit is no longer any good
(leastways not for use as food).
But simply toss the rotten out,
and some day, just there, new fruit will sprout
from a vine or bush or tree.
Fruit, I guess, should not be judged for what it is…
But, instead, for what it one day could be.