eye for an eye

“suffering in some fuels the joy of others”

because seething teeth and wilted confidence

allows the peach blossoms to bloom in the springtime

and joyous choirs to sing of their deathbed

with words graced by the cloudy heavens.

and i count the rotten apples

left to their inevitable fate

of falling and decomposing

onto the very earth that has brought them here.

i can’t help but wonder

what good has the pain in others

brought to this world?

and what has an apple’s fate

done for the sake of humanity?