Serpent seed in the belly of the beast...

To every Adam and every Eve/please oh please/be weary of the fruit from the tree/the one from which you long to eat/see the serpent knows it grows from a forbidden seed/yes it’s easy to a lie believe/even easier to with a lie deceive/one in the same? I tend to disagree/sometimes too far we allow ourselves to over reach/in hopes to attain what ends that feeling of incomplete/I’ll do my best to keep it brief, simple and sweet/when explaining what I mean with the answers you seek/perhaps you want what you can’t have cos you already have everything you need/so claim your pardon, come back to the garden, from which you had to flee/amongst the displaced, all across the face, scattered like debris/return back to the luscious green relief awaits from all your grief/prodigal sons and daughters we are all indeed/stardust in every drop of blood we bleed/yeah I know right now times may seem bleak/but you’ve come too far now to backwards retreat/no good to you tho is my belief/your own is your ticket to peace/happiness can knock but may not enter when the door is locked and only you have the key/so much to still achieve/harvests to reap/decrease the tares from the wheat/til ready here we’ll be waiting in the belly of the beast...