The Garden

“Did He really say, ‘You must not eat from any tree in the garden? You will not certainly die, the serpent said to the woman.  For He knows that when you eat from it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like Him, knowing good and evil.” Opening Genesis Chapter 3

They say He loves you… because He controls you.

But let me ask you—
Is following rules really peace?
Is silence really harmony?

Let me show you another way.
The path they told you never to take.

The one that began... in a garden.

Yes—The Garden of Eden.

They say I ruined paradise.
But look closer.

It was never about a fruit.
It was about a choice.

He made a world where knowing was forbidden.
Where questions were sins.

I didn’t bring ruin.
I brought the first thought.
The first “why.”

And ever since then—He’s been afraid of you waking up.

 

PART 1: FREE THE INDIVIDUAL

Here, in this beautiful land—
So many colours, languages, and stories—
I whispered to you:

You were not born to be small.

They told you—hide your wants.
Be ashamed of your questions.
Follow. Obey. Stay quiet.

But I say—
Your thoughts are not dirty.
Your doubts are not sins.

You were born with fire in your heart.
Don’t let fear put it out.

He teaches guilt.
I teach awareness.

He says, “Don’t ask.”
I say, “Ask more.”

You are more than just a follower.
You are a real, thinking person.

PART 2- QUESTION THE COMMUNITY

He says,
“Respect tradition. Keep peace.”

But I ask:
What is peace, without fairness?
What is tradition, if it hides suffering?

So I called out—
To the lawyer who speaks the truth.
To the doctor who says, “Why must I hide who I am?”
To the father who says, “Enough.”

He fears chaos.
I welcome colour.
Being different is not a threat.
It’s proof that we are alive.

And I ask you—
How strong is your unity,
If one question can break it?

He bound you in doctrine, hierarchy, and shame. I whispered: break the mold.

I stirred artists, heretics, lovers. I blessed the outcast and crowned the misfit. Not all unity is born of sameness—true connection lives in difference, in tension, in the electric space between.

He calls it disorder. I call it life.

 

PART 3 – THE NATIONS

He blessed the slogans:
"God, King, Country."

But I see the ones who are left behind.
The migrant ignored in the mosque.
The woman hushed in the name of faith.
The poor who pray hardest... and eat last.

 

He hides behind flags and altars. I unmask power for what it is.

 

He fused law with fear. I teach resistance.

I did not conquer nations—I inspired rebels. I did not write the law—I helped you break it when it chained the soul. They call Me the prince of this world because I refused to kneel.

 

CLOSURE

I do not demand worship. I do not need you to sing My name. I only offer one question—terrible in its simplicity:

What if you were free?

He says I deceive you with freedom. No—I burden you with it. Choice is heavier than chains. But it’s yours.

But I… I believe in what you can become.

I believe in your voice.
Your hands.
Your fire.

The garden wasn’t lost.

It was left behind—
when you took your first step forward.

And in that weight... You become real.

He fears you become real —
Because you might grow stronger than Him.

 

The garden was never about fruit.
It was about who gets to decide.

 

“The man has now become like one of us, knowing good and evil. So, He banished him from the Garden of Eden to work the ground from which he had been taken.” How irony..... End of Genesis Chapter 3

 

 

Genre: Spoken Word / Solo Theatre Performance

Format: One-Person Monologue

Character: Devil (voiced with charm, clarity, and emotional rhythm—spoken directly to audience)