Gates Of Eden Poem by Brian Taylor

It is now two millennia since
the Security Seraphims were withdrawn
and the Gates of Eden reopened
to the General Public.

Free Admission
to all children,
(before their parents succeeded
in banning them) .

Free Passes
to those adults
who agreed to leave their baggage outside
(as strongly recommended by JC)
and successfully passed
the Camel’s Eye of a Needle Security Check.
(C.E.N.S.C.)

This will pick up even your bikini
and any other thoughts
left over from heavy addiction
to the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge.

It is surprising and chastening
how few (excepting children)
have availed themselves of this
Once-in-a-Lifetime opportunity,
especially as it is rapidly approaching
its Expiry Date.

Outside the gates
are innumerable camper vans
over-flowing removal lorries
and the charred remains
of dead animals (holy sacrifices) ,
together with a jostling crowd
of fashionably robed Bishops and priests,
some of them artificially bald
some of them with original designer beards.

They are selling genetically modified
original cuttings from the Tree of Knowledge
together with heavily translated
instruction manuals
each with its individual Stamp of Infallibility.

These guarantee they will give you
instant and privileged entry
via a back door (with donation box)
to the Garden of Life
(as soon as you are safely dead) .

Once the Expiry Date is reached
(determined by when Planet Earth
can no longer cope
with man’s inhumanity
to man and nature) ,
the killings by man
will be replaced with
the cullings of man,
controlled, systematic cosmic.

Then the Gates of Eden
will be closed once more.
Seraphims will be reinstalled
with suicide bombs (pick your own) ,
missiles and drones
instead of flaming swords.

The discarded cuttings from the Tree of Knowledge
will grow up into a concealing forest
peopled by a race of test-tube originated primates.

And God will try again elsewhere.