Forbidden Fruit

Forbidden fruit On the tree of circumstances They lay with their fruit Of deceit like the serpent Their ways are so wide to Sorrow Their beauty end here With a worthless game Forbidden fruit Come with us They call every where While the blind keep Rushing to their manipulated mystic With out a common sense All to fall at an appointed Time With a black necked ness Forbidden fruit the tree was like An illusion When the eye opened with a rare light Realising the fruit From the tree was evil As they already eat Blindly the Forbidden fruit word for thought Manipulation is never Understood until You know the secret behind the unknown