EDEN

My spirit’s congested

My body molested

By thoughts of delusion

A cosmic illusion

Water becomes wine

Like diamonds in coal mines

It’s all in my own mind

Let’s pause to rewind

To first manifesto

We come from incest, though

The last fruit forbidden

From them nothing hidden

Quite possibly sublime

Could they have stopped time

To purchase for mankind

A way out of this bind?

Assessing the damage,

Their failure to manage

Their sins by omission

Though cause for derision

It won’t stop the mission.