The Final Virtue

The Final Virtue

A Poem by Emily Rose
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Something from my Adam and Eve phase...

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When God created Adam

(His reflection made of clay)

He showered him with virtues,

but took brutal strength away.

 

Man’s mind was blessed with wisdom

(meant for his tranquility)

and also humble reason

for adaptability.

 

The God employed a conscience

to guard man against wrong

and wove his voice with harmony

to fill heaven with song.

 

His heart fostered ideals of love:

joy, gentleness and peace,

to glow upon his patient face

until his breath should cease.

 

God’s echo born of heaven

(although sculpted from the earth)

received another present

which would sour his sweet birth:

 

a soul, a choice an unchecked love

graced man’s completed mold,

 but wakened complex mysteries

that sin alone could hold.

 

From his first breath, his world was doomed

to hold a lethal taint:

false angels’ wry deception

weakens humans’ frail restraint.

 

Man’s fatal curiosity

predicted Eden’s loss,

extending the great chasm

none but God could choose to cross.

 

But, death for death, God’s amnesty

erased the darkened stains

to leave one final virtue:

in all failure, hope remains.

© 2008 Emily Rose


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Really great, reminds of 'A Paradise Lost' which is one of my favorites of all time. Powerful ending.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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