Let me jolt your mem’ry
In the garden we were nude
Man or woman none exclude
We had no necessity for food
I’ve been told we had it good
‘Til the choice that caused our mis’ry
Where we’ve had to live in agony
In and out of adversity
Up and down from calamity
Distraught by health, wealth, scarred mentally
Roaming about blindly though seeing
Fondling through rubbles for livin’
Crawling or ramping though dyin’
Seeking Eden as Skeletons Walkin’
Written in 2014
MBM-Tine Brice
Martine Brice 