The fruit is good but too sweetened to bite into,
A shiny apple showing off an illuminating view.
The golden goodness that can't be penetrated,
There's 7 deadly sins but what number is hatred?
Mac and iPod logos pointing us to Genesis, Adam and Eve,
What if they didn't taste and that serpent chose to leave?
Freedom of choice leaves most staggering in dirt and lust.
Can be hard to read people's intentions, just to trust.
Cycles can be broken and I'm not talking about bikes,
Under Armour, Jesus Christ protection, left the Nikes.
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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Hmm, it doesn't SAY it was an apple, but it surely was some fruit - maybe a banana, pear, orange, or take your pick!
Lol, maybe a grapefruit.
A blending of the Greek and Jewish with a Christian touch. I love mythology not so much technology although myths I use it from time to time. Well done Shaun
Thank you!
Most welcome
That last line got a grin out of me, Shaun. Clever as hell throughout, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks mate!
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