I force my eyes open at night to see
The life that drawls our lives in wicked ways
Untold, yet sold and served; the Tree's decree:
In flesh ferments the seed for all to pay.
Adam and Eve, bereft of faith, imbibed
The lie and buried the truth in mud and time
And dig we still thru hearts of gold inscribed
With questions ripe as guides to solve the crime.
In trenches deep, entrenched in sleep, we toss
And turn afraid to burn, afraid to fight
In fear of fear of light so bright its loss
Reveals our lives were lived in smoldering blight.
Awake, awake; Awake! the sleeping soul
From Slumber's reign to find the hidden scroll.
-MMF
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