Forewarned upon the dangers

Of the poison fruit

You all chose to turn away

And suffer from then on

Forced upon your will of life

You bend down on your knees

Conquered you stand so small 

Hunched over ankle chains

The key is somewhere close

But far away to see

Ask for someone's help

To heal from your split

Many tears have been shed

By the choice you made

Assistance offered many times

Refusals over again

Feelings cast aside you stay

Without a care for one

Vaguest of perceptions

Of morals, lives, and values

Yet never a one knows

Why you sob deep inside

Residing a malice grudge

For the one you hold so dear