Don't search for apples anymore. <br />The apple tree has died. <br />It gaves all the apples that it had. <br />Now it is nothing more than a piece of wood. <br />Nobody has interest for an apple tree without apples. <br />Nobody gives it some water to survive. <br />Not even the dry mother earth. <br />Nobody. <br />This is the fate for every apple tree that has nothing to give. <br />This is the fate of everything alive being on the earth. <br />This is the law of nature. <br />Some call this life.<br /><br />Constantinos Grigoriadis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/some-call-this-life/
