THE LAST ADAM

WHEN FIRST I TOOK MY PEN IN HAND
FOR THUS TO WRITE NOT UNDERSTANDING
WHAT IT WAS I WOULD PROCLAIM
TO ALL THE WORLD UPON THIS PLANE
OF PARCHMENT I BEGAN TO PLOW
WITH ALL THE FURY IN MY BOWELS
AND ALL MY BONES DID CRY ALOUD
“I AM UNDONE, FOR I HAVE SEEN..”

YOUR PEOPLE LAUGHED AT ME
WHEN I TOLD THEM THERE WOULD COME A “KING”
AND ALL THE WORLD WOULD FALL BENEATH THE FOOTSTOOL OF HIS FEET
UNTIL HIS ENEMIES BE BROUGHT TO NONE
LET EVERY KNEE AND EVERY TONGUE CONFESS
WITH ALL THEIR HEART AND ALL THEIR MIGHT
THEY MIGHT BE SAVED

AND THUS I WROTE BENEATH THE BURDEN IN THE VALLEY OF VISION
I SAW A MAN AMONG THE FLAME
IN PLACE OF LOVE HE TOOK THE WRATH
HE BORE MY PEACE UPON HIS BACK
THAT HE MIGHT MAKE FOR ME A PATH
TO FREE ME FROM MY SHAME

AT BUT A WHISPER OF HIS NAME
THE DRAGON TREMBLED IN HIS CHAIN
I SAW THE DEAD FREE FROM THE GRAVE;

AND THUS THE WORD BECAME THE FLESH
THAT LIBERTY MIGHT SWALLOW DEATH
AND EVERY TEAR WOULD THUS BE QUENCHED
HE’D WASH AWAY EVERY OFFENSE
AND BY MY MOUTH THE LION ROARED
IT WAS NO PEN IT WAS A SWORD
“I SHALL RETURN WITH YOUR REWARD
IN VENGEANCE I SHALL TRY THE EARTH IN FLAME”