Struggling through the path
A path cut out
A path laid before you
Thread you must

Papa would say; you have to do what I couldn’t
Mama would say; listen son, his words are gospel
Shoulders down and chest heavy
This gospel has weighed me down

Day and night I struggle to keep to this precious path
But my desires call to me
Kami -Kami -Kami they would scream

For fruits of the forbidden tree hang along the path to success
A pluck and bite
They get stuck in your Adams apple

You keep trying but you cannot swallow
You get lost admist the pleasure and pain
Cosmic mixture that derails a man

The more bites of fruit, farther away you wander
From the path, towards the allure of emptiness
For at the end of the the jungle of forbidden trees..
Man finds nothing but emptiness