forbidden…not forgotten…


© photo by michelle bryant

oh, to taste the forbidden fruit,
to reach for that which i cannot have.
are the evil gods tempting mi?
in my wounds they rub their salve.

they test mi to see if i might wander,
if i should slip and fall.
but i must not stumble or go astray
or i’ll not be blessed at all.

why must this banqueting table
be filled with poisonous delights
that consumes my days with joys,
with ecstasy for my nights?

go! i say, depart from mi!
for your wickedness i despise.
and as i stand firm and hold tight to hope
i know…in the end..i win the prize.

© michelle bryant

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