The Apple Jinx
written by: Emmanuel Papa Quansah
@_Sagalin
so, we are told,
in the beginning
before everything unfolds.
awake in the Garden,
the man lies bare asleep in the beautiful cold.
aww, the righteous Eden;
full of greens and springs
the chirping of the birds and coos of the owl
sought after by strings.
so, soothing the palm of the breeze
which massages the unorchestrated wild storm to sleep
and deaf to the loud voices of the sinkers
a million fishes jump in their nets
but, in the middle of the garden;
a no different Eden,
lies a pure crust, yet bears the Forbidden.
the Forbidden! The great taste of suffering,
agonies never known in the garden.
the inception of torture upon the couth greens,
a rigorous wind that stirs the wild storm to a deadly wake,
slaps the sinker loose, rapes the net open.
the Tigris reddens and crashes the cauliflower.
dust to dust; Ash to Ash
man lays waste to his power.
so, we are told
in the beginning
before everything unfolds.
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