A Second Paradise Lost Poem by Benjuzzy Okpuzor

it takes to no sin in
eating and drinking, but
soon in it we re sought
to grossness and darkness,
and we are awake, and yet

we are at it again,
hypocrites, after a solemn
swear to heavens, soliciting
for repentance and
a savior, granted then, you'll

be with me in paradise
was the best hope to a thief,
yet we all wait and long for
it, wishing we were the one,
for he is saved now,

and the savior is gone now,
still a paradise was promised,
with the gate fee as truth,
and the sons of men chose lie,
that the serpent said the same

thing to eve, and yet, with his
seduction he succeeded why not
me, says the son of men, what
unwise decision against the
most high, yet in that lie,

lies dead, and some to
success, but the truth
that sets us free is
obscured and strange,
and to some a paradise place.