These thoughts
As taboo as
The apple
The serpent
You can see it,
But do not touch,
You can yearn for it
But do not eat
Though if I recall,
The thoughts
Are sins themselves
Pretty ironic
A group based off of a virgin
Telling everyone
That if you stay one
You will never get pregnant
You can think it
Though that's a sin
You can yearn for it
Though that's a sin
Don't eat it
Don't touch it
Listen
Listen
Listen
But realize what voice
You are listening to.
The still small one?
Or the one that stands before you
And a chalk board?
