Creation
When God knew enough
He realized his nakedness
And created humanity to clothe him
Knowing no other form
She made mankind in her image
They all spoke the same language
But that was boring
So God muddled them
They fought among themselves
Because now they appeared different
‘We are one,’ God yelled down
But nobody listened
Because God seemed different, too
‘We only trust our own,’ they said
And so God was exiled from Eden
‘One day my children will grow up
And come to their senses,’
God said waiting for humanity to return