There’s been a debate going on for millennia about Original Sin (ancestral sin) versus Spiritual Birth (sin-free beginnings). I cannot do justice to this discussion, but for a little light humour, I wrote the following poem.

Genesis

When God began to form the World, alone,

There was no one with whom He could converse;

So He created Man, and, from his bone,

A woman’s hand, for better or for worse.

So Eve and Adam led a perfect life,

Communing with nature, the birds and bees;

They had no fears, no doubts, no pain, no strife,

Cause God gave them wills to do as they please.

But then, one day, the Tempter slithered in,

Before they’d served their lengthy earthly term,

And he made them commit their deadly sin

Of sharing apples with an Evil Worm.

So, if a Sin you must initiate,

Before beginning, think about your Fate.