Falling From EdenA Poem by Ken e Bujold
Who spoke the first truth before anyone knew
for certain it was in truth our first lie? Who looked to the sun and gleamed its circle could be the yoke to enslave us all once and forever more once we learned division? Who first wrote of love but spelled it hate, thereby rendering us deaf and mute to peace and harmony, life without war? Who chose to view in pigments, a color scheme of gradation, segregation? Was it you, me? Does it truly matter, which of us birthed the original sin? Ken e Bujold 2022
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8 Reviews Added on October 5, 2022 Last Updated on October 5, 2022 AuthorKen e BujoldSomewhere in Ontario, CanadaAboutWriters write, it's what we do. Fish swim, woodpeckers peck... writers scribble (inside and outside the lines). more..Writing
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