Return to Eden

Return To Eden.

Eve went into the garden

Took fruit from the choicest tree

The apple cried its juices

And salted tears for me.

They cried of a naked discovery

They clothed theIr beauty with shame

Pointed their fingers like daggers

stabbing the air with Blame.

Birds that once sang so sweetly

Went hoarse, as they searched for  the note

And the serpents sweet venom boiled hissing

Like a satire scribed by a poet.

Adam discovered the apple

Eve was seduced by it’s ban

But they sampled the fruit together

Then naked in shame they ran

Banished from the garden of Eden

To a Banality where all was the same

Where Love was soon forgotten

And hatred was fueled with blame

Sons were born in the jungle

Pain wracked her body and nerve

Born to the darkest beginnings

To a sentence their parents were served.

We are the children of Eve

We are empty hungry and cold

Loveless lifeless and searching

For the apples temptation had sold

If we planted the seed of the apple

If they kept not discarded the core

We would watch the apple tree blossom

and would harvest the apples no more

Peace would rain from the heavens

Desserts would colour in bloom

Guns would again be silenced

 No man would preach of doom

Children would never be crying

Disease would be a thing of the past

And death like acts of contrition

in museums they all would be cast

Legends would tell of explosions

Of men who murdered and maimed

And children wide eyed with wonder

Would not understand what temptation had flamed.

We can still plant a garden in Eden

In hearths that are lonely and cold

In minds that pry for distruction

In sheep that have strayed from the fold

In the weak the sick and the hungry

Those thirsty for friendship and care

It only takes a moment to listen

but have we that moment to spare.

By Tim Buckley