Treasure Island

Udiah (witness to Yah)

(1959 / USA)

In The Garden


in the garden, more than fate
results of the sin were great
Cain was of the evil one
his twin Abel, Adam's son

of the fruit did Eve partake
for satan was not a snake
serpent is just a title
hiding of the sin, vital

genealogies do tell
Seth is Adam's son as well
that's why Cain has his own line
tares of the field are their sign

the punishment fit the crime
with much pain at birthing time
bruised heels for The Son of Man
satan's head is future plan

(Gen 3: 1-24,4: 1-26,5: 1-32,2 Cor 11: 2-3, Mat 13: 24-30,36-43,
Rev 12: 9)








© 2011




Submitted: Sunday, June 20, 2010
Edited: Tuesday, September 11, 2012

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