Mark of Man

I have tasted an apple,

Pulled from the tree,

Luscious and juicy

Delightfully peaceful

Calming my mind

Releasing my will

I have tasted

I feel fine

I have no carnage

I have no guilt

The fruit satisfied

And filled my body

With nutrients of the soul

I am clear in mind

Free to fly

But I have tasted the fruit

I

Have tasted

The mark of man

I am

Scarred by the desires of my will

Yet I am still free