Seducing the chaos before there was light,
disarming the world's primal menaces,
sans fiat or force, and with no need to fight,
was the first step that God took in Genesis.
With the comeback of chaos once it had returned
and vanquished the Lord in a scrimmage
He has to regret the way He’s been burned
by mankind He made in His image.
6/1/99
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Scrimmage': jeez, Gersh, you're a flipping human dictionary! ! ! A strong poem of wistful regret made all the sharper by its very brevity. Gina.