The trees bear fruit - delicious and rich
For the privileged few get to savor and taste, prosper and grow.
And the seeds are then passed down for new procreation, to be cultivated
To become richer on their own, passed down for generations to come.
But over time fences rise, to protect these trees that bear fruit
They are obstacles and barriers for those on the outside.
But the branches in time, reach further,
Inviting those who thirst and hunger
Outside the gates to experience this knowledge
So they cross
To educate themselves, become heroes and prosper on their own.