• He sees the World
    like a great Red Apple
    His for the Picking
    His for the Taking

    reality Arrives
    and he sees the World
    not for the Picking
    not for the Taking

    still he Dreams
    of one day Picking
    of one day Taking
    the bright Red Apple

    even whilst the High
    branches Taunt Him
    holding their Fruit
    out of his Reach

    he stretches High
    and higher Still
    until one Day
    he reaches the Red Apple

    he tastes it’s Juice
    and oh how Bitter
    it tastes as he Realizes
    all the sights he Missed

    while always Reaching
    for the Great Red Apple