The Family Tree

I have a family 

and my family has a tree

older than my oldest ancestor

who died

it stays          sometimes rotting

oftentimes    growing

it only bears  bitter fruits

some rot even before a sun kiss

some get eaten by the birds

in exchange they hum their sorrow

sometimes a 

                      fruit 

                              gets 

                                      picked

but the plump flesh 

cannot mask the rotten core

the beautiful color 

does not mask the foul smell

it ends beneath the tree again

each one worse than the previous

an infinite geometric progression 

people           say it's poisoned

some             say it'll die soon

But                after every hailstorm it grows even bigger

and                the fruits grow more bitter

I have a family

and my family has a tree

my family tree never bears good fruit