A Revolution In The Garden Poem by Sumit Ganguly

As thunder, lightning and rain ceased
they peeped out of a cave.
Bright sunlight flooded the earth,
air was cool and birds chirped.

They came out and a voice echoed in air,
‘O, my reflected souls,
I've infused the nature in you
contain the flame of want and live blissfully.'

They were made of simplicity, love and trust.
So long they had no want.
There were plenty of fruits in the Garden
A river quenched their thirst
birds and butterflies gave them company.
They lived here with toil, love and compassion.

Winter came- everything turned white.
In white hunger they searched for food
Their need, reasoning and will,
gave birth to Satan
who came forward and said,
'The Garden of Eden is for all.'
He took them to the other part of the Garden
where eternal spring reigned
and offered them the God's fruit with a smile.
The Age of want and logic started.