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Evolution: Dissolution: Revolution

A Poetry CollectionBy Michael JP Williams

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Copyright © 2011 Michael JP Williams
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ISBN: 978-1-4620-2748-4

Chapter One

        Book One

    Adam didn't know,
    Eve wouldn't tell,
    Abel has cancer.

    Remember for the moment
    The Adam and the Eve,
    The young and the perfect
    Basking in the sun.
    What did they want?
    When they awoke before dawn,
    Shivering and shaking,
    Touching yet quivering.
    A calm touch to reassure
    Beauty and goodness slipping,
    Alone but together.

    Afraid to face,
    Any truth.
    Where does the light end?
    Where does the black begin?
    Seeing only the narrow truth
    Told to them.

    Fruit of the womb
    Must be eaten first
    Before the seed is planted.

    The cock crows,
    The wind blows,
    How quiet it becomes
    Right before dawn!

    Eat me,
    The animal cried,
    Was it serpent and swan?
    Nor lizard or varmint;
    It begged.
    Eve cried,
    As she looked into a crystal pond.
    Was it fear?
    No, she saw how a ripple wrinkles
    The countenance.

    Oppression, Suppression, Depression?
    Eve cried for her fear;
    And bit into her flesh,
    Ruby red and raw;
    She bled.

    Eve cried
    And screamed,
    In pain yet joy,
    She laughed and smugged
    And became woman.

    And sensed
    And smelled woman!
    No longer an appendage
    Or accessory
    But a woman!

    Determined,
    Yet alone,
    The decision is clear.
    The temptation tempting
    Tantalizing truth.

    Don't
    Why not?
    I am thy Lord thy God!
    You must fear me.
    You must quiver and humble thyself.
    You must be servile to man.
    You are Adam's appendage,
    His bandage.

    Eve laughed,
    Then giggled;
    And was pretty and girlish,
    And stylish and demure.

    Fear go away!
    Come back another day.


        Book Two

    How black it is,
    Right before dawn.
    Twinkling stars burning bright.
    White light.

    Eve crept,
    And cried,
    So afraid and alone.

    Afraid of being woman
    When all there was, is man.

    Being the quiet,
    And hurt,
    The bleeding animal
    Caught at bay,
    She wept.

    Adam didn't stir,
    Lying and exposed,
    The masculine scent
    Is present and strong.

    The body is a rock,
    Hard and beautiful,
    Before age creeps on.

    The penis is an asp!
    Curving, whirling upward,
    It creeps.
    Strongest when the man is in deep sleep.

    The Arab or the Jewess,
    Who is blessed more?
    Whose books are holier?
    Neither has cried more tears.
    The woman descended on the man.

    The Arab, the Jew
    Kill each other too.


        Book Three

    The moon aglow,
    The wind blows,
    Adam exploded
    Into a million billion souls
    And understood man's goal.

    The night flower blooms,
    The wind spells gloom,
    But the glow and warmth
    Still burns bright.
    Light begins breaking,
    Another morning yet;
    Filled with storm clouds.

    Storm, torn:
    Rain, pain:
    Hurricane, Hurricane:
    Go away
    Come back,
    Driven back,
    Another day!


        Book Four

    Paradise lost
    Or paradise gained?
    Adam's salvation was leaving the garden,
    Expanding his horizons,
    Seeing the world.

    No angel barred their way
    Not Michael,
    Nor Gabriel.
    Adam and Eve left
    Because they wanted to.

    All the world has beauty
    From Tigris Euphrates Valley,
    To Gobi Desert,
    Back along White Nile River,
    To Stonehenge sunrise.

    Eve grew weary
    Heavy with child,
    She paused and rested and remissed.
    This Adam, why he wanders so,
    Like a hungry man experiencing
    His first meal.
    With every new jungle,
    Mountain,
    Desert,
    And...