Apples and Bananas in a fruit basket

Brothers and sisters of one unified nation

Waiting patiently about, for a hand to reach and grab

Finder’s keepers, we’re held with elation

Thrown in a bag like a casket

Closed and carried away to a new world

Driven away in a frenzy twirl

Eaten away and left with our bones

Restful and satisfied beneath the stones

We are appreciated by those who we were picked

And taken away so smoothly

Ripped away from the skin like a tick

Ticking away the minute hand and its steady dance

Laying about, waiting for our chance

Grateful and hopeful for new shedded light

Complete obscurity, so quiet a night