Mans greatest curse

Like the first fruit of folly

It sits right above our heads

Just far enough away for us to have to reach

But not so far That we can't grab it with ease

Again akin to that fresh fruit it gives a question

That gives man the sacrificial choice of life

Whether it is nobler to sacrifice their gains

In order to find their passions and live life anew

Or whether it is better off for them to leave their passion

On the branches and walk away

To keep themselves from an unknown cost

Most choose the latter path

Though it isn't uncommon to see success on either

But those who take that trodden path

Also carry with them the lingering question

"What if?..."

The true curse caused by passion