Yellow and crimson is the fruit Beckoning to be a moment's pleasure Eating fruit, a sure pleasure, Instant is the gratification Memory is witness To the happiness it brought
Left in agonizing want One looks for more Discouraged, defeated, Agonized to know it passed
Lo and behold, all has changed For action of eating Had its own reaction Unknown of what will be
Opening eyes to witness the reaction that kept going like a brand of battery Energizer with long life
Blink not for it's alive Asking mind to follow Follow like never before And sleep no more