Randy McClave

(Ashland, Kentucky)

Adam's Apple


I tasted the apple and its taste was sweet
But I did not like the knowledge it gave unto me
So, I tossed it half eaten down unto my feet
It gave me truth and facts, but with it I did disagree,
I liked it much better being happy and unknowing
When I had no knowledge or worries at all
Now in my mind my thoughts and ideas are growing
That is why from my hand, the apple did fall,
The world was new and everything was a miracle
Wonders and not questions was wherever I looked
Men now are mocking and are so very satirical
The Devil added the bait and then man was hooked,
All had changed from that one bite of that apple
Now everyone is smart and also so very rude
With the Devil and knowledge man must now grapple
I liked it much better, when I was ignorant and nude.

Randy L. McClave

Submitted: Tuesday, December 10, 2013

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