The Fruit by Minu Jasdanwala

The Fruit 

  

I can see the tree

in front of me. 

There are many wise ripe fruit

branches drooping down. 

I can very easily pluck 

but I don’t wish to-

No I don’t have to-

No I am not allowed to.

Remember young Adam who did it only once?

He lost but I won’t

and what more can I?

Why not I plan something else?

Why can’t 

I plant

a tree of the same fruit ?

And then when it is young old like me,

it will bear fruits that I fear to pluck now!

To those after me,

I want them 

to pluck

or target it with a stone

or climb to it

or shake it 

till they get it

what I couldn’t -

The Fruit. 

                                                                 Minu Jasdanwala       

(26/11/18)