Of One (Fatefull) Day. - Poem by James Wade
There was at one time, a place of beauty most rare.
Where both woman and man did live without care.
With no fear of war, nor fear of the beasts,
No worldly corruption, no death or disease.
But Pride did creep in on one quiet still day,
Bringing along with him the seeds of disobedience,
To plant along the way.
Of these he did nurture, quite more than a few,
Quickly they sprouted, and quickly they grew.
Truth was maligned because of Pride's silken sweet words,
The woman believed him, the man believed her.
They both looked past Truth, and did gaze upon the lie,
There lust did sieze hold and blinded their eyes.
They tasted the fruit, they ate to the full,
At first it was soo sweet, then bitter to the soul.
Their eyes suddenly opened, they sadly realized the cost,
That innocence, soo precious a thing,
Was now forever lost.
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