AN APPLE A DAY: AN ALLEGORY
Apples, millions and millions of ‘em
Consumed by millions and millions daily.
Folks just like you and I,
As a matter of fact you and I
In our lifetime have eaten
Our share and more,
Though we’d never admit it,
Be mortified if someone
Pointed out to us that we did.
Every man: saint, sinner,
And all gradations in between
Has savored this fruit,
Greedily devoured this fruit.
Maybe we’ll admit to a little nibble,
But every man takes big chomps,
Enjoys every forbidden bite,
Doesn’t stop to count the cost,
Fruit of the knowledge
The knowledge we think
Will give us the power.
By this time we should know better,
But we don’t.
‘Way back in Eden,
Our first parents, so they say,
Saw the same apple:
Scarlet, golden and shimmering,
They wanted a bite, HAD to have a bite
A bite of something not belonging to them.
It’s not a bad thing to want a bite
But to think they could “have” a bite,
And to reach out, grab, and bite down hard…
They were lost before the first drop
Of sweet. pure juice dribbled down Adam’s chin
And putrefied there the minute it hit.
And so it is today; we’re hardwired.
To want, to need, and to think it’s owed us,
But we’re also hard wired to forget
That biting into the fruit brings consequences..
And so we look at it: smooth, shiny, so good…
And we think of how sweet and juicy the taste,
And how much we’ll know once we’ve eaten,
And how much we’ll have, sometimes in the very name
Of Him from whom we’ve stolen the fruit.
What is not ours does not belong to us
Regardless of how we justify the taking,
Regardless of how we label what we hope to gain
By the eating.
The story ends and begins with our first parents
Finding themselves on the outside
Subject to forces and feelings never anticipated.
How could they? They did not know,
But they had to HAVE, and now they knew,
People say the Creator punished them. I wonder…
Perhaps it was not so much punishment,
As the Creator sadly letting things happen
As He knew they must, now that the apple was eaten,
They HAD, and they KNEW. Because of that
He no longer controlled the consequences,
They did, and now that they controlled,
One of the things they had sadly come to know,
Regardless of the situation or circumstance,
Was that they were too small
But couldn’t admit it. Nor can we…
So much the pity.
-July 13, 2012