ANIMALS AND EVE

By Vincent Johnson

God made man I do believe

And he made squirrels and deers and Eve

For man to often be

So filled with joyful company

A peaceful heart a peaceful mind

And to avoid a life unkind.

But when the squirrels and deers and Eve

Are taken from the man he grieves

Within a vacant heart and mind

Where squirrels and doves are hard to find

Where tears are what a man could see

And fleeing flocks of sanity.

Oh, every man’s an Adam, yes

And prison paints a picture best

Of how the world would surely be

Without the turtles, fish and Eve.

So void and swarmed by stress

And aching and dying of loneliness.