by far an ugly taboo

the worst taboo is being expelled from paradise to taste or not to taste this mortal doom? its branches are dry,its trunks trim its fruit hanging by a strand,poised to drop but it keeps maintained,it' balance,and the earth but man! all his desire is desperate,and destructive never can he build,never doth he know never can he feel loss-but sure now he must for this atrocity is the first stage of this anarchy it generates and accumilates in mounds of forlon disaster, that the mortal tree must kill us all