Add 'em, Adam! Poem by Denis Martindale

Add 'em, Adam, and calculate, because of these God gave no mate,
Not one with which to reproduce, so even now, you've no excuse.
For it takes two to make Mankind, not one until someone you find.
Of all the creatures that you view, not one was fashioned just for you.
While nothing stings like loneliness, it's happiness that's meant to bless,
And that's delayed until it's time, but when it comes, it proves sublime.
For there she stands, two legs, two arms, two eyes, two lips fulfil her charms,
Two thumbs, eight fingers, and ten toes, each well-designed, so she could pose.
As God created her so well, far greater than mere words could tell,
No greater gift could God suggest, that could help you be more impressed
Than what you see with your two eyes, which just for you the Lord supplies.
Although she stands three feet away, in truth she's made to make your day,
And so you stand amazed, engrossed because, of all things, she's the most.
As waterfalls, her hair cascades, and so that memory never fades
But lingers as you sleep at night because she's such a wondrous sight.
Of all the sights you'll ever see, you'll count them so much less than she.
A thousand stars may shine above, yet none outshines the eyes of love!
But that's the great divide, of course! That led you two to break God's laws!
Cast out from Eden long ago! It's too late now! But that you know!


Denis Martindale. September 2020.