Man's Birth

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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As God was gathering the dust to be found The serpent was scattering the dust of the ground, When God was forming Adam to become a living being God was creating life, and was farseeing. God was knitting man together upon the Earth Soon, God would give man his holy birth, And then when God with dust was creating Adam's form To which soon on the ground Adam would be born. It wasn't murder when the snake did connive To scatter the dust of man, because man is not yet alive, Nor was it the end if the snake scattered a limb Because, God was still forming him. Then in man's nostrils God breathed in life As if playing existence on a fife, Scattering the dust on the ground didn't constitute death Because, life begins at first breath. Randy L. McClave

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