Split like a banana with no middle. <br />You have the left peel and the right peel. <br />Unable to come together even with <br />the help from glue or duct tape, <br />you're just a side of the peel. <br />I guess the actual banana rotted away. <br />It was sick of waiting around for you <br />to cover and protect it again. <br />All your bickering made it sick <br />of being a part of your petty grobbling. <br />When both sides come together <br />and embrace one another. <br />A banana is made and when they <br />go home in a splitting fashion. <br />The balance is made and we <br />are all protected by their cooperation.<br /><br />Cokbod Lodwogo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/banana-3/
