Apple Island - Chiasm

There was a house inside the island

Only now it’s just remains

And still a story as we’re digging

Shows of all of their lives pains

And yet my heart is nearly broken

You might find it’s not the same

It is the nature moving quickly as we march on this terrain

And when you find you’re not forgiven and the trees are not quite sane

It is the path that we have taken that is only left to blame on Apple Island

As the sky is shining brightly

Navigate this nature’s tomb

We’re still amazed by the bright colors that surround this clouded doom

And as the boats approach the shoreline

Generations surging forth

And all our notes are clearly captured as our class had done before on Apple

Island