Old legacy you have so cherished,
and determined to be identified by
good as it is, ideal as It seems to be,
you need to trudge with care
for since the beginning of times
worms and viruses have it of their own accord
legacies to corrupt the apple's core
so that Darwin's words shall abide
for pests alone shall eventually thrive
Wise as you think you are
Ambitious as you seem to be,
since time immemorial,
the master trap has been snapping on and on
The moment a shoot sprouts
the pests infest it
The moment the apple puts up succulent flesh
the worms lodge in attacking from within
Now, how could you swear
to the piety of your apple pie?
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Sadness! ! ! Not to judge. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.