Back To Paradise Poem by Wayne Cheah

The sudden death of Paradise,
Mused the devil, in disguise,
Is going according to plan,
Separating God from Man.

Under the Tree of Good and Evil,
Silently sat the thoughtful devil;
Of the two, whom shall I tempt,
Better the woman than the man.

So started the long Journey of Man,
To see where it leads, no one can;
Perhaps the Story of God and Man,
Was never written, never planned.

One thing is certain,
Borne of Adam’s burden;
Giving the Original Sin,
To Eve’s next- of- kin.

In high Heaven, watched God from afar,
On two souls sleeping under the stars;
A man and a woman caught in a fight,
Between Darkness and Light.

In the house that Adam built,
Brick after brick made of guilt;
A prison man was thus sentenced,
With the devil in close attendance.

Longing to break free,
Man is asked to see,
A God not visible,
Doing deeds of miracles.

Back to Paradise, man can go,
He first has to clean his soul;
Nothing is ever too late,
Just believe and have faith.

But God built many roads,
Perhaps to lighten the load? ;
Just get an early start,
And God will do His part.