“Surely you will not die,”
the beast whispered into the ears of Adam’s wife.
He then slithered softly and slowly from the shadows.
He slid gracefully across the grass into the woman’s sight,
suspecting that she soon would see the silliness of the rule
and the solid superiority of his own statement.
The stillness of her stature, however,
scared the beast so he sought to say something else.
“Seriously, eat this and see the way that gods see,”
He was searching for something to stop his shaking
as he was nervous when he spoke these words of deception.
Yet, after a series of lies told through his lips,
he sold the woman on his ideas.
First, it simply sounded good,
but soon she smelled the seductive scent of the fruit.
Her husband beside her also succumbed to this savory dessert.
The beast’s sad attempts to stop the Messiah lead to his destruction;
for the scriptures say,
“He shall bruise his heel, but I will crush his skull.”
(This is a poem I wrote maybe in High School just playing around with the concept of Alliteration, Assonance and Consonance – some of my favorite poetic tools.)