Created
Out of
inexistence,
And out of
Anti-matter dust,
The man,
Who after got
created,
Received from God
Immortal soul.
His first breath
Was pure
amazement,
His second one
Was one of pain.
As one, alone,
He was there
standing,
In presence of
almighty God.
The man then
pled
With his Creator,
To grant him
One impure wish.
To be not left
To be
unaided
Past the
departure
Of his God
God was then put
In delicate position
-
Take back
the soul of His
first son,
Or grant a wish
And punish all
For the
original
Of all the sins...