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Creation
i was sitting at the tree of your life
the good of woman not being a wife
but a temptress deceatful into sin
and her slyness always would grant her a win
if you but only saw
that the beauty that creature bore
was nothing in comparison to her tounge
with lies she concocted she had the most fun
her body was designed to nurture and care
but when honesty was needed none would be there
that was when i saw that which he called man
he had strength and muscular beauty within his hand
his design so aerodynamic and a core
of muscle, strength was his to bore
yet his mind was only one in place
and the head the picture of the snake
that spit the poisoned seed to bear
millions of sinners everywhere
so that God would be needed more
than only to provide them with chores
He would be needed to save them from sin
a place of flames called hell within
and thus set it up always to win
a sickly power game of solitaire
with solicitors strewn everywhere
then he chose one son to love and one to kill
so he would his cup of wrath fulfill
that murderer lives within us all
hate was the cause for mans murderous fall
thats why sin was allowed to exist in the first place
the answer was always there in our face
he wanted not only to be a provider
of all but a saviour too
that what was desired
2023/12/15 03:43 pm
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Nico Van Eeden
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