A dark void in the beginning, filled by Earth,
By plants and birds, fishes and beasts, and none feared.
You were the first human being on day sixth
To live, to rule, to love were you geared.
If not exiled from the garden of Eden,
Would you be happy with your ignorance?
Why did you strive for everything forbidden?
Content after gaining independence?
Both giving birth, and giving up the ghost
Summons us to suffer a piercing pain.
The holy spirit flies beyond eternal frost.
How often did you take his name in vain?
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