Thursday, February 17, 2011

Genesis: Chapter Three

Of all the animals and creatures that God had made

The snake was the craftiest the one that could persuade

He spoke to the woman in his cunning way

Starting by bringing in doubt, “Did God really say…?”

So he said to Eve, Did God really say

You must not eat from any tree in this majestic display?

Anything at all in this garden, it sounds like a harsh way?

Eve conversed with the serpent, telling him her story

Making it sound like she was reading an inventory

We can eat any fruit off any tree

That's plain can't you see

But of course there is that one

God said that it's not fun

He said don't eat from the tree in the middle of the garden

Don't even touch it, there is no pardon

Don't do it I'm telling you why

Cos if you do you will surely die

This crafty serpent, scoffed and mocked

And the word of God he just knocked

You won't die, you won't fry

You will be like God, just like him

You will go from a life that is dim and grim

To a life full of vim and have knowledge to the brim!

You will know the truth

Good and evil revealed, no more will you have to be a sleuth

So Eve she looked at this fruit, and saw it looked fantastic

It was good for food, not made of plastic

It looked great to the eye

Gave her a visual high

It also looked like it could make you wise

It was truly a majestic prize!

She took some of the fruit and had herself a feed

Then gave some to Adam, who was there, (silent indeed)

He made a crunch

And had a munch

Not even a doubt

Or a don't do it to shout!

With a whimper he ate

And was consigned to his fate

As they both realised the truth that opened the door

Their eyes were opened and they saw each others flaws

The concept of nudity

Was revealed in its crudity

Of clothes quickly made

Their feelings they tried to evade

From fig leaves, covering the body

Not looking grand, but rather shoddy

None of this doing did eliminate their frowns

As on top of their heads rested rebellion's crown

Then Adam and Eve heard the sound of feet

That once to them would have been so sweet

Now it had them totally beat

Where once seeing God gave them total joy

Now it made them scared stiff and looking for a decoy

The Lord God was taking a stroll, in the cool of the day

Through the beautiful garden, as was his way

Adam and Eve hid behind a tree

As if from their creator they could flee

But the Lord God was having none of this

He shouted out a call Adam couldn't miss

Adam, Adam, where are you?

Adam squeaked out an ineffectual reply

I heard you walking and I was scared and I'm telling you why

I realised I was naked

And you are totally sacred

So to this tree

I did flee

And I'm hiding

Because in your presence I can't be abiding

God asked the question that needed to be asked

Ripped away the words, telling Adam to become unmasked

Who told you these words?

You are naked? From whom have you heard?

You didn't break that one single rule

To which I told you would make you a fool?

Did you eat from that tree, that's not cool?

Adam was ready with his excuse

Like a speech bubble full of dead refuse

It was that woman you gave me

Before she came I didn't go near this tree

She gave me this fruit

She said it was better than loot

I mean I ate it, not a lot, just a little bit

I mean she pressured me, I was really feeling it

God turned to Eve, who was looking a little frazzled

God's awesome glory tends to leave one bedazzled

Especially when you know you have done wrong

The silence right then must have felt so long

So she did what Adam did, with clarity of thought

Blamed someone else, in an effort not to be caught

Hey you put that creeping serpent here

He tricked me made me full of this fear

I had no choice really to make

I ate but only because that serpent was a fake

So God started with the serpent, the crafty snake

Who totally knew what was now at stake

He had not spoken a word, he was totally silent

He knew God's judgment was potentially violent

You are cursed above all the other animals

You will crawl on your belly, like the lowest of criminals

All the days of your life, you will eat dust

In you no one will ever put their trust

Between you and the woman their will be hatred and strife

And to her offspring, the one she gives his life

And he is going to smash your head

Like you were dead

You will bruise his heel

A wound we will all feel

To the woman he spoke

Now this is no joke

You will have much pain when you give birth

It will be severe an absence of mirth

You will long to be like your husband

But that wish will be continually bludgeoned

As he rules over you

There will be no coup

Finally he turned to Adam, who was looking to the ground

His rebellion and sin had been found

He said you listened to your wife

Now you will have trouble and strife

You ate from the tree

You are no longer free

Now the ground that you need to grow your food

Is cursed and rocky, difficult to find something to extrude

You will eat from it but it won't be easy 

Hard work and toil will make you more than queasy

There will be thorns and thistles

Taking away your happy whistles

And by the sweat on your forehead

You will eat your food until you are dead

You were formed from a pile of dust

And you will return as an old crust  

That's not a maybe, no that is a must

Adam named his wife Eve

Not Hildegarde, Mavis or even Steve

He said this name to you I am giving

Because you will be the mother of all living

So God made them something to wear

Garments of skin, because he is very fair

God said now man has become one like us

Knowing good and evil, it could get sus

We can't now let him eat from the tree of life

Or there will be nothing but trouble and strife

He must not be allowed to live forever

In his current state, that will be never

So God kicked him out from the garden of paradise

He said you can't live here – it's just no dice

So God placed a bouncer to the gardens gate

On the east side, a cherubim, stronger than a steel plate

He had with him a flaming sword

Blocking any access to the tree of life's reward

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