Poetry

I will take on that other curse for my son

by Michael Kusi
11/13/17
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It’s Adam

The father of mankind

Today I saw the price of eating the fruit

And I saw death in his eyes

And viewed murder in my son

I was going out to see my sons Abel and Cain

To ask them how the sacrifice was

And how the face of God looked

I hoped they looked forward to seeing God

As much as I did

I wanted them to experience God for themselves

I was not prepared for what I was about to see

No one could be

I saw Cain on his knee

With a rock by his hand

The rock was full of blood

But there was no sacrifice around

And Cain normally gave the fruit of the land

So I was puzzled

And to my horror

Abel was lying on the floor

Like he was asleep

But he was not asleep

And did not make a sound

Abel was still

The way a sacrifice would be

After we had killed it…. Oh no!

CAIN!

What happened?

Cain got up slowly

And said

The words came out so fast

A wild animal attacked me and Abel

And I had to save myself……

I raised my hand as a father

Cain, stop lying to me

Lying is bad for our language

It gets put onto its belly

What happened to your brother

He snarled at me

And turned his face away

When he looked at me

I recognized that face

But I never thought I would see it again

It was the face of the serpent

After God told him he was cursed

To go on his belly.

Cain shouted

And threw up his hands

Like I told your God

I am not my brother’s keeper

We were just born to Mother

This is our only bond

But the bond is no more

I was shocked at such words

But I slowly realized

Exactly what Cain did to his brother

Cain was not the Promise

Cain was against the Promise!

He was the……child of the snake

Sent to fight the Promise

I stepped closer

I saw, something on Cain’s head

What is that?

That was not there yesterday

I pointed and said to Cain

What is that mark on your head?

Did you fall?

Cain sneered at me

I could feel his contempt

Fall? No!

Your God put his hands on me

And touched this to my head

The pain almost killed me

But your God did not

Because he is weak

Now no man can kill me

Or he would be cursed worse than me

Now I am free

And I don’t have to follow your God

God himself cannot kill me

Man does not have the power to

It is like when you ate the fruit.

So much good has come out of

Abel being no more

I replied curtly Get Out

Leave my presence

You are not my son

My son is dead and his life is on the ground

I never want to see your face again

If you come back

That mark will not save you

Because I will take on that other curse

And God help me

If he cannot kill you

I certainly can

So you will be no more

Cain started running

And I was left alone with Abel

I cannot tell Eve what happened

This is the worst day

Since the day I was kicked out of the garden.

The Promise never seemed farther away

God help us all.