The Lonely Heart Poem by Isaac 'slimx'

There in the garden of trees and fruits, I stand mesmerized and appalled,
close to the tree of good and evil, I lean admiring the art of nature,
a thunderous voice barking at me, ‘plug, eat, merry and be prosperous’,
delight your body and give thy soul peace for your maker desire it of you.

My body quake and my thinking numbed, as I stood watching the tree,
I’ve lost my mind and bearing gazing at good and evil together in a tree,
right there in the mist of the fruits of the trees where I was not suppose to be,
still considering in the mist of the garden of decision, what was forbidden,

A wind passed my face and a voice whispered to me, where I stood,
‘walk away’, I heard still gazing at the fruits on the trees in amazement,
how can I walk away when I’m chained to the trees of the garden?
where am I to go when my body wants it and my heart loathes it?

I reached out to the fruits of the trees, right in the mist of the garden,
still pondering why my body wants it while my heart loathes it so much,
I can’t wait for the excitement, I could hear my body say with passion,
the voice in the wind, watching me with batting eyes from afar.

The excitement my body felt was amazing though just for a while,
then came the thick dark cloud slowly blinding the eyes of my heart,
I have not only cost my heart pains but have greatly grieved the voice in the wind,
because I couldn’t walk away from the fruits of the tree in the mist of the garden.

The simple walking away, has turned into complex wandering around in circle,
My friendship is gone, my mentor flee, my soul is stain with sins and sorrow,
I have lost my sight, my ears are blocked, my limbs weak and my heart faint,
I’m a lonely heart, roaming around looking for destiny amidst darkened posterity.

Isaac 'Slimx'
November 14,2008