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"The Retribution of the Antinomian," a poem by Thomas Booher

The world spinned 'round But patience, it stopped ticking As men kept living And no one was listening Love, laughs, and fun From beginning to ending No work in the sun Night waking, day sleeping. The doorknob turned Yet it was not unusual For late in the night Came some for carousal The creatures' blades Oh how they shined like the sun! The bleary-eyed folk Knew they would be undone "But for what 'venge?" Did all but two of them say, "We've done nothing wrong Why pass you by our way?" One creature spoke,  "Because it's fitting, you see, For us to take you We were sent by decree." "Aye, a demon!" Cried one with a dark bottle "No, you simple fool!  His wrath's here to throttle!" Yes, the two spoke For the two alone knew, what Creatures stood firmly, What God

No More Pains: A Poem By Jesse Stiemann

How do we return to that place? Where we gazed out o'er the earth's face? The sun did not burn; it still shined strong, All was just and bright; we knew no wrong, The beasts, they did roam peacefully, The rivers flowed calm as could be, We tilled the garden, there was no thorn, We knew no loss, no reason to mourn, The moment came; we did not trust, Gave in to greed, our foolish lust, The serpent, yes, he told us a lie, Now we toil and sweat, fated to die, How could we be so senseless? We stole the fruit of goodness, As we took we pondered our fate, Eyes opened now, too little, too late. Embarrassed by this naked frame, We sewed leaves, concealing shame, As God came, we hid ourselves away, Though He still knew right where we did lay, He asked, had I eaten of the tree? I blamed the woman, easily, God asked the woman, “What have you done?” “It was the serpent, he was the one,” Eve said, “He deceived and I ate,” Go