For some reason
Adam and Eve didn't get it
A garden of Eden?
A paradise?
What's the point?
Desire devoured the fruit
O tempting serpent
Ruin brought upon
Perfection
What could God do
But make a poet
Out of the dust of the
Moon and star
Set him naked upon the Earth
A song in his throat
The light still burning
In his eyes.
~ Laurence Overmire
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem