Monday, July 04, 2005
Out of the Garden
I am posting another one of my poems. It's rather idiotic and not very good, but I like it anyway, and I'm going to place it here simply because I have nothing better to do right now. Enjoy!
Out Of the Garden
Eve said, "This old tree doesn't seem like very much.
I don't think He will notice If I just reach up and touch."
But the touching led to plucking, and soon, thereafter, following,
Became a sort of sniffing with a biting, chewing, swallowing.
Women like to share, and so Eve gave some to Adam.
"Get a taste of this!" She said. He said, "Excuse me, Madam,
But God has told us 'no!'" and then he swiftly ate the food.
But suddenly he realized they were standing in the nude.
When the Almighty got wind of this terrible error,
He regretted creating this errable terror,
And catching them up by the scruff of the neck
tossed them free of the garden. "Just look at this wreck
You have made of yourselves. I can't trust you." He said
As he stifled the urge to thump Eve on the head.
"I created this place so you wouldn't roam,
But I see you'll just eat yourselves out of house and home."
That being said, God raised up his hand,
And with a twitch of His finger He leveled the land.
Where the garden once stood, lush and green, filled with trees,
Now a lonely brown cactus bent whistling in the breeze.
From that time to this, from then until now,
Man has had to do the laundry, mow the lawn, and milk the cow.
The moral, then, is clear, not to meddle with God's rule.
For afterwards, you'll be sitting around the desert like a fool.
Denise Hassan
