In a vision of hardened hearts and blinded minds;partaking of the precious fruit may seem like a waste of time. I bare the sweetest fruit in all the earth.Nothing can compare. I can satisfy your thirst and hunger for relief from this world. Without me,your spirit is fragile and weak. Come all people,there is plenty to eat. I will never leave your soul empty and bleak. I will fill your soul with joy and peace.There may be others along the way who point and say,"you're going the wrong way." Yeah they'll laugh and scorn,but in the end, they will be the ones who mourn. Wishing they hadn't entered the spacious building, but had partaken of the fruit of the tree instead. Because within them they had all the glory of the world.Only now to find out that their souls are eternally dead. Now I beg;be the ones who hold to the iron rod until the very end.