Unrewarded for constant sacrifice

though you job was to bear fruit
to be ripped away and devoured
Though when you were too tired
to grow it, you would softly bloom
small amounts of colour to pass
our eyes. as we wait for you
to feed us again

post modern verse

You have to work to bear fruit
Eating and ripping apart
Regardless of when you were tired
To grow, it will bloom lightly
Pass a small amount of color
Our eyes. We are waiting for you
Again to feed us