Innocence

Humanities’ greatest sin was to eat the fruit of knowledge

To think while we weren’t supposed to think with our minds

The words weren’t meant to be acted upon in our minds 

The words were already present in the material

And we were supposed to digest the words as our bodies

Already had the intelligence of billions of microorganisms 

To take what serves us and leave what does not

But words, and one organism to process them?

Seem like too much responsibility for a limited processor

And that’s how we fell from the heaven