Mason Maestro

Seed Of Enoch - Poem by Mason Maestro

There they walk, sons of Enoch
Parchments bound, not a mock
In the books which we can see
The Watchers, Parables and Astronomy

Translation screws. Babylon whore
Church fathers send history out the door

Noah floating near where he lived
I guess it seemed quite primitive
What was his life supposed to prove?
The golden calf will not rule you

Pulling force gulf currents drive
Stranded few though they’ll survive
Methuselah saw no utopia
Could’a been Ethiopia

No matriarch line, no, no madam
Count the men, seventh from Adam

Unanswered prayers come in pairs
Meaningless flares are standard affairs
This gene compares to Cane’s hairs
Unawares, the countless heirs

Aramaic composed partially
Scholars debated for a century
Was it written after AD?
Or was it sometime in the BC
After two or after three
Experts assert it was after three

Methuselah, Lamech and Noah
They took the lead- seed of Enoch

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 17, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, December 5, 2011

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