The Seed

I lay on a day as warm as May, on a lawn so damp and green,
Outside, my coat was as hard as stone, but inside, I had a dream.
I wanted to change the world, but it was rather tough, you see,
For a coated piece of embryo, as small and weak as me.
The others thought that I was mad, they said I'd lost my wits,
That folks like us don't go make change, they lie in apple pits.
But then one night, the wind blew hard, and before I was aware,
I found myself in a garden far, and boy, was it a scare!
I was buried deep down in the soil, where sunlight does not shine,
My chances at my dream diminished, and I was out of time.
But as time passed, I felt that something was brewing inside,
And soon a root and shoot emerged, and I was filled with pride.
I flourished and thrived over time, and soon stood firm and tall,
And apples glistened on my arms, like blood-red shiny balls.
But though I was tall and strong and I evidently grew,
I couldn't help but notice that my dream had not come true.
And misery engulfed me, and I felt really dejected,
I hadn't changed the world just yet. My fears had been projected.
But one day in the summer heat, a young man, he arrived,
And sat down at my feet and contemplated his whole life.
Then suddenly, it hit me, and I knew what must be done,
I'd drop an apple on his head in three, two, one...
The apple fell, I heard a groan, he turned and glared at me,
Five seconds later, the man gasped and whispered "gravity!"
I'd done it, I'd achieved my dream, it called for celebration,
Believe it or not, I had set down the physics foundation.
And Newton prospered, and he wrote an entire book too!
Just look at what a coated piece of embryo can do.