Man Is Nothing and Something

To God Man is ‘Nothing’, But I maintain ‘Also Somethiing’, The only Nothing with His Breath, To alternative views ‘A Real Threat’. Man: God’s Evicted Dust, At whom He still looked back, Because its clothing is ‘A Must’, To ably cover its front and back, “This Adam shall have to rust’, But provide I should his lack … He is one hell of a Ragamuffin, While I didn’t in his garden plant morphine. Then came Adam’s maverick Cain, Acting like The-Friendly-With-Cocaine, And God wired him a curse, But some concession did nurse. To God, some Moses became Everything, When a Pharaoh his people treated like a thing, And God knew to which reasons Pharaoh did cling, And send God did Moses into the battle ring: It should be every Pharaoh: Man’s Trust Nothing.