(THE LOST TALE OF ADAM AND EVE AND THE TREE OF KNOWLEDGE)
THE MUSIC... LISTEN.
https://youtu.be/tS1GgG_Oing
THE MUSIC... LISTEN.
https://youtu.be/tS1GgG_Oing
We from darkness came... Two souls erupting onto the mortal plane.
Born of the darkness, we became and emerged into the light.
Awakened in the light we found joy and pain and learned from those things.
Two souls living and learning on different paths as days turned to nights and nights turned into tomorrow's which never really came... tomorrow always becoming today's where we longed for sweet yesterday's.
Such a sad turn of events as life lessons hard were taught and absorbed into the melanin in our separate skins.
Two souls existing apart yet so entwined on the mortal coil as today's fought to be free of yesterday's hold.
We unknowingly seeking each other as the days became weeks, months and years... Tomorrow never coming...
We found ourselves praying for overstanding... We praying for the answer.
It just beyond our reach as we chasing dreams branched out and produced fruit, it in turn producing new seeds which became young trees.
We growing stronger and stronger yet still so full of need.
Eventually we found each other, our paths merging at the fork.
We looking for the road to take, satisfied yet oh so afraid.
We both so used to being alone on a world populated by oh so many.
They so rooted in popular opinion and outmoded religion and having no overstanding of the dark.
They trained to fear it.
It the fountain of all this life, It the father mother of the light.
In the beginning was the dark.
In the beginning was we.
Together we have the ability to produce the light.
I in the darkness hold my hand out to thee.
Born of the darkness, we became and emerged into the light.
Awakened in the light we found joy and pain and learned from those things.
Two souls living and learning on different paths as days turned to nights and nights turned into tomorrow's which never really came... tomorrow always becoming today's where we longed for sweet yesterday's.
Such a sad turn of events as life lessons hard were taught and absorbed into the melanin in our separate skins.
Two souls existing apart yet so entwined on the mortal coil as today's fought to be free of yesterday's hold.
We unknowingly seeking each other as the days became weeks, months and years... Tomorrow never coming...
We found ourselves praying for overstanding... We praying for the answer.
It just beyond our reach as we chasing dreams branched out and produced fruit, it in turn producing new seeds which became young trees.
We growing stronger and stronger yet still so full of need.
Eventually we found each other, our paths merging at the fork.
We looking for the road to take, satisfied yet oh so afraid.
We both so used to being alone on a world populated by oh so many.
They so rooted in popular opinion and outmoded religion and having no overstanding of the dark.
They trained to fear it.
It the fountain of all this life, It the father mother of the light.
In the beginning was the dark.
In the beginning was we.
Together we have the ability to produce the light.
I in the darkness hold my hand out to thee.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
