Parable!
Love Papa.
When placed before the king, the peasant shook with fear
For within his grasp was a flower of incredible color and
aroma.
While admiring its beauty, he had become overwhelmed with
joy and had picked the flower to smell the fragrance.
Caught in the act, he was brought forth to face his
judgement
Now cowering and shaking he knelt to accept his due.
“The rules of the kingdom must be upheld, lest the least of
you become aware.”
“Only through me shall you understand!”, spoke the King.
“Rules are made to protect you from yourself!” he rambled.
Justice was swift, beliefs were squashed, fear abounded!
And the people withdrew!
But the flowers continued to blossom in the field.
Until....
Love Papa.
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