FORBIDDEN BITE
I guess I have stayed in Europe for years and enduring dishes strange to my tongue But I believe this isn't it because I can feel the sun doing what it does best to our skins The cravings the heart and mind has constructed for this much longed for meal can't be tamed But I know this dish is forbidden by the systems we live by the divines that guide us With my selfish and wicked soul, I stole a look And the look it offered was pleasing to my misled mind With unguided pleasure I bit into the treasured unripe fruit Still green but sweet on the first bite The juice on my tongue struggled to resist another bite A bite, a bite another bite and I was eating The fruit was eaten all but the fruit was not finished Before I finished eating, I was satisfied The joy of the consummation was short-lived I needed to eat more to keep the state But that fruit was forbidden till I owned the tree The sweet bite and stolen meal left me ashamed of the light that's in me