The Mystery of Lawlessness

The child, borne in a world with no danger,
When she grows to adulthood, does not know
When she puts her fellow daughter in danger.
So, the Fruitree must be in the garden.

So also, by some strange force of providence
There will be those grown in such a way
To understand this, and wear it close to their heart
And then another who cannot; who is already damned.