The Other Side of Eden

What the earth shall bear?

A fruit!

Whither is the garden of Eden?

Under the sky’s foot?

Where the ships recceed like lost sheep,

On the seas south off the equator,

I look up in the sky locating a huntress,

there are deers in the parks of the countries,

running amuck amid half bolstered democracies,

Hitler is dead so is the Human hunting,

to know the difference between  a slate and a chalk,

you don’t need a birth in the heaven,

neither at the other side of Eden



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