Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Judging The Apple - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

The dreadful scourge of leprosy
no introduction necessary,
blows clouds of poison gas
a warning to us all, do keep away.
A penalty of scars and foul decay,
soon sends its tentacles into the mind,
there is no cure, just hopeless melancholy.
Of those who do associate, to help
be it the nurses or the breakfast cooks,
not one will ever be without the gas,
they have been soiled beyond repair,
associates of epidemiology.
It is as if the brother or the spouse
had murdered even raped, all in cold blood,
and thus infected, like the germ of leprosy
all those of common origin with pus
that knows no barricades and no humanity.
Be warned, my friend, do pick them wisely,
lest you be judged just like the apple from the tree.


Comments about Judging The Apple by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (4/20/2006 9:31:00 AM)


    This little poem carries a real sting, Herbert. The poor apple, much maligned throughout history is indeed a lot like leprosy. Warnings about far-reaching associations seldom are heeded. I just read Molokai, a wonderful novel about
    what leprosy did to a young girl sent to that island at the beginning of the twentieth century. Your poem followed it quite well.

    Raynette
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  • (4/20/2006 8:33:00 AM)


    The apple is always judged by the tree it came from, and if that tree continues to produce bad fruit, it is cut down. The only problem is that it sometimes produces a good fruit as well, and the good fruit is always the one to pay the price for the bad one. Sad poem. (Report) Reply

  • (4/20/2006 8:29:00 AM)


    Descriptive and a wise piece throughout Herbert. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 20, 2006



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