The Test

When God thought to reveal man to me

He fought hard against oldest memory

Though it was not I who stood by the tree

No, it was not I who sought such bravery.

 

He thought it wise to test me out

And send half-man half-beast to prove me devout

To tempt my soul, and fling me about

Until His mind was removed from all doubt.

 

Though this man did nothing but deceive me,

Look me in the eye and say he loved me

I thought him nothing short of a miracle

I thought this test nothing more than farcical.

 

So I loved: loved fast and loved blindly

Felt my heart limp lifelessly

Aimed and caught a breath

Before I could reach that spasmodic death.

 

When I died God revealed man to me

Though he found me cold, he set me free

And said he dreamt of a day when we could be

In a pod like two black peas.

 

I hugged him and cried

I turned and said good-bye

For God was late in trusting,

And half of me had died.

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