the beginning of Humanity, and creation
The Genesis Poem
By Lisa Ann Noe
He painted a great picture with a stroke of his hand
His canvas was earth and his creation was this land
Created he birds, fowl, and every sort of animal
Along with the fish, the creeping thing, even the devil.
He blew his great breath to all of the surround
He fashioned a scoop of earth from the ground
Another breath did he blow on the dirt
And alive was a man in a garden to work
This man was alone none like he did exist.
Surely the Creator would not make him resist.
Asleep he fell and from his bone a woman was made
This is your mate she is made of you and is not afraid.
The devil did watch these goings on all.
He vowed then to make the woman fall
A baby she’d have in pain she would feel
The man would work hard in a garden he’d till.
The brother would rise up against his kin
His brother he’d slay it’d be the second sin
First being defiance of the Lord
That ‘s why a man must die by the sword.
But yet the Lord stays with us day after day
Many will follow his lead in that way
In the future the past will come to life
Because God has promised an afterlife.