The fateful error of Adam and Eve,
Among men still; devoured souls do grieve.
Stubbornly demanding answer of God,
Sludge soiled souls come with evil feet shod;
Strife girded loins dare impede Holy ground.
Insolently they God’s mercy have spent,
Having been provoked as Eve by Serpent;
Thinking equality in knowledge with
Creator God a right to have forthwith.
Their ignorance of the finite mind rolls
Freely from feces filled lips: foul souls.
Thinking the created can fathom all
Things equal with the creator: the gall.
Continually asking Holy One,” why”?
“Tell me and I’ll surely believe”, they cry.
God answers forthrightly: “You cursed liar.
Vanity and pride in evil conspire.
I gave to you all, and owe nothing,
Except free will choice of Master’s making.
Stand up man and hear me once, forever.
I created this world: my endeavor.
I gave you choice; your wrong choices found you,
Freedom comes with consequence: Your debt due.
Destruction you breathe: Still I beckon love.
I could have enslaved your soul from Above.
But then you would shake your vile fist shouting,
“Creator, set me free: I’ll cease doubting
And truly believe and serve thee always.”
My child, double-minded in all your ways:
Who are you speaking to when you ask why?
If you believe not now, who draweth nigh
To give answer. How foolish to broker
your soul to a non-existent joker.”