No Eden

Once I prayed to God

if I could grant what they wish on me,

to grow into what they want me to.

I was an astronaut who went through places

in order to proof how limitless the universe are,

I was a monk who followed every rules

to reach the “heaven” if I died,

I was a hunter who starve for things

that help me build my self-esteem

whenever I’m facing with another human-being,

I was a pleaser.

Once I prayed to God

if I could let go myself from all of the demands,

learned I wasn’t a satellite who faithfully

rotate himself to accompany the planet

he destined to be paired with,

the longing to jump into new worlds

and build my own orbit was really big.

Once I prayed to God

if I could ate the forbidden fruit,

and that means I’m taking the chance by my own.

Everyone collectively busy rejecting the fact

that they had the same hunger as I am.

O God, I could do what I want to,

I could turn myself into anything I want to

and I know that it’s what you want me to

Once I prayed to God if I could break

from the garden of eden and I jumped

into the outer world,

taking chance by my own

bring tireful space and time

but I could slowly find

the eden in me.

Once I prayed to God and said

that I got the forbidden fruit in my hand

i could ate whenever I felt the urge to,

I need no garden of eden,

I’m eden