Forbidden Fruit

I hunger for truth Yearn for upright living But I didn't make a sound At what "The Giving Tree" was giving I took that fruit and ran Demanding what was rightfully mine I cared nothing for pomp and circumstance In the presence of the Divine Other countries grew mysteries Unbelievable tales of idols and worship But civilized humanity grew A "BOMB" that cast off the antiquated War Ship From that moment, forward When no lightening bolt came from Heaven Our harlot nation Kneaded and rolled ALLLL available leaven We are vomiting our rolls At the pearly gates of doctrine and belief Demanding God to send His angels For our healing and relief The flood gates of Heaven...open And water is pouring forth to cleanse Purity's Fire is coming To restore man's "Holy" lens Just as Our Savior had to wait For the emptiness of fleshly desire So our corruption must be full Before we experience the purifying fire I have heard the screams of man In the realm unseen...horrible to hear But as LOVE humbles our PRide Humanity will come to REVERE ..............The King of King and Lord of Lords.................as Godly FEAR, chasing mercy Order Restored...........but, forever changed Written by Trudy Schrader on 11/26/2020 Note: There is a reason for everything I say, and do in this poem. I want it to wonky to the professional, stupid to those who want to be entertained, but a warning for those who care about LOVE's story.