The firstborn of men
Greater than Adam
In Him there’s no sin
He’s the great I AM
Feared not the danger
God became like him
The only thing stranger
To make us like Him
We must first believe
That He’ll give us Grace
Only then we’ll leave
This terrible space
Of nihilism
Places without hope
Fake scientism
And friends that can’t cope
To where there’s a Queen
Mom of the Firstborn
His Church she does ween
From the devil’s horn
Freed of “the system”
He’ll show you the way
Fill you with wisdom
Which transcends this day
This is the promise
To follow our Head
To everlasting bliss
And rise from the dead
Gary Edward Geraci