Our first sin

Our first sin
by Joel Howard

God made
Man played
They walked in
The cool of day
Look, God!
Look, Man!
They shared all 
In communion

Enter foe
Fruit in hand
But before the bite
The foe broke man
With isolation
Sweet but lethal
Took communion 
From God's people

The very thought
To omit love
With self-preoccupation
And forget God
Man's sin began
And shame swept in
Once intimate man
Now a heart hidden