Adam

Arisen from dust, life into me thrust a copy to behold, from the best mold at first alone, now with one from my own destiny unknown, a garden our home avoid but one tree, or loose eternity deception has won, what have I done caught in a lie, my descendants will die but pity has shone, a new shoot has grown my error cost dear, the accusers draw near now naked I flee, to avoid death on a tree