To understand the subject, you need not destroy

No need to tear off a branch to learn the inner workings

Using that red rusted chainsaw powered by pain and lies

 

Just wait till it buds, and smell its blooms

Wait a little more, and taste its fruit

Sweet to taste, and bitter too

The story of the Tree

 

Why poison it, and tear it apart in your effort to understand?

Why demand unripened fruit here and now, before the season?

Continue in this pursuit and you’ll taste only your own poison

It is not yet time for apple pies baked with your leaven.