Introspective Poem On The Fruits Of A Tree – A Punishment or Prize?

The tree

The fruits of this tree breed knowledge

A power A gift A blessing and a curse.

The first to drive deep into it core

Was infected yet cured.

Given wisdom

Filled with opinions and emotions

Set in motion to build and destroy

Construct and destruct

The fibres that struck with ethics and such

Shame, doubt, fear, courage, sin and deceit

Derived from inside lies and tries

One bite away from wisdom

And a swallow to pride.

To hide is foolish

From all-seeing eyes.

The fruits of this tree,

A Punishment or Prize?

– Unknown

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