~~~ A & E ~~~
~ A & E ~
No surname, nor belly-button, no stone tarmacadam,
In paradise I dwell, “ Hi there!,
“ Madam, I’m Adam!”
I slept for a spell, then awoke, there you were;
Long hair, breasts and curves,
You’re me, now called a ‘ her ‘.
Slick snake, he can’t dig, with his whip-coiled figure;
I see you’ve no tool, let’s use mine as a dibber.
Evicted, now we, by our only true Father;
Now in it, so deep, we’ve caused such a palaver;
For heeding the sounds of a serpentine tone,
Then by adding false words, you made up on your own.
This fruit, that you gave, that then opened our sight;
Has given the heavens, such a terrible fright.
Aware, what is good, though we know about evil,
But the lie that we bought, has brought nought but upheaval.
So now, must you suffer, pain, I, straggled weeds;
No mirth, from new birth, as I’m meeting our needs.
Walking scorched Earth, we must seek our new zone;
A place, to rebuild, then call our very own.
Oh my heart, how it yearns, for my home, it is bleeding;
For yore times of old, back from Hell’s East of Eden.
Let’s come to our senses, as dawn breaks the day,
Whilst we plead with our Maker, “ Please meet us half-way!"