Original Sin Poem, by Tristan Robert Lange, at My poetic side

there existed

a man

who struggled

deeply—profoundly—

with his

own

nature—naturally.

he was young,

enkindled,

and rebellious

for rebellion’s sake.

wildness aside,

he was an incredible,

gent, master of

spoken word,

a mountain climber

having scaled ambition’s summit

he found it shallow—

a cesspool of cadaverous creations—

and he made his descent

to humbler peaks.

there, beyond his own mother’s,

he heard a singluar

voice—a child’s

ch-ch-chaaanting:

take and read

a bible—

what he read?—

life changing.

sadly,

as people are want to do—

he dropped everything,

all his sins, big and small,

but for his pride.

his reflections became

doctrine divine;

his words weapons

against difference,

and even against

unbaptized innocence.

how many fathers

and mothers

marred mercilessly

by this master’s

miserable indictment

on their children—

kinderfeld housed—

unsplashed?

how many nations

negated, or worse,

destroyed

by this proud man’s tale?

how many souls scattered

because of a master

manipulated by his own

preposterous pride?

a sinner, not unique

but original

in his uniquness,

clutching proud pearls

to be passed down

countless generations

to the gospel’s gluttons.

Originally published on tristanrobertlange.com, September 7, 2025.

Tittu

Author: Tristan Robert Lange ( Online)
Published: September 7th, 2025 07:19
Comment from author about the poem: This poem is not a rejection of sin or its impact on humanity; rather, this is a critique of a single man's interpretation that significantly expanded a classic doctrine and codified that expansion as Biblical truth—moving far beyond what Scripture itself attests, with very damning results over the last sixteen centuries.
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