We stray from Eden to our fate ponder,
W'out that tree of life now to rest under.
Then came the beast as if our doom he's sworn.
Fearsome. Like from no woman he was born.
He swept his tail and cast us asunder,
And from his tongue poured out fire and thunder.
Our rest for ages shall now be in thorn
And all ‘em who lose faith he shall ends burn.
Lo, we found our brawn and grace from yonder
And ‘tis how we commence to wrought wonder.
He reared his face and we smashed him to scorn.
Our sword cut his tail and we broke his horn.
And when in the sea of flame he was cast,
We panting, chanting, alas, peace, at last!
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A well articulated train of thoughts, well encapsulated into a lovely poem. I like the spiritual insight and penning of the piece as it captured from disobedience in Garden Of Eden to beyond inevitable Day Of Great Tribulation. A lovely poem with beautiful rhyme scheme. Thanks for sharing and do keep it up. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.