Adam

Arisen from dust, life into me thrust

a copy to behold, from the best mold

at first alone, now with one from my own

destiny unknown, a garden our home

avoid but one tree, or loose eternity

deception has won, what have I done

caught in a lie, my descendants will die

but pity has shone, a new shoot has grown

my error cost dear, the accusers draw near

now naked I flee, to avoid death on a tree