Adam's Story: Birth Poem by Vincent Onyeche

In the genesis of life
Surely I see beyond my nose
A revolution of kinds from kinds
First they cried, died and cried
And it almost looked like it never ends.

It was the forth chapter
Brain ran through default and alter
Blood not wine, the first from mankind
Another me that I found
No mirror I watched and had a sound mind.

Not one if you count
Each time he came,
He was an outstanding chap
A devil of a fellow
And a chip of the old block

Seth could lie on rocks
Abel followed Cain
Like the joy of the rain
They all craved to see
How the cat make a jump.