Fruit of the garden was beautiful (love), a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

Fruit of the garden was beautiful (love)

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

Fruit of the garden was beautiful,

We ate it one by one,

The serpent beguiled her,

Adam by her words was won.

Wisdom came to mankind,

He learnt, how atoms could be split,

He became master of the universe,

Whose action could easily kill?

He learnt how to store in barns,

He forgot, how to share,

He learnt to exalt himself,

In numerous ways yet forgot to care.

Today the world is thirsty,

Thirsty for true love,

Share your bounty with have not,

You'll earn back plenty of love.