This is my nature
Here is my nature and thought
Which you will be taught:
First was the One, the begining.
Then came the two, who learned sining.
After were masses, following their programming,
And God made an alias, for killing and damning.
But I'm a different kind of tumor.
Besides the Word, there is also the Rumor.
To Him perhaps a shameful cancer,
For some it is the repressed answer.
Is it truthful and caring?
It is weak and not daring
To succumb and confess,
Under threat and duress
And all Hell's furry,
To The plaintiff, judge and jurry,
For a crime preconcieved.
A cosmic plot the designer weaved.
I am from the first created
Like Adam I would be fated.
Genesis 3:24 is the verse
That teaches the divine curse.
But there's something different here
And 1973 A.D. was the year
I came into being with my future tainted
But a something happened: I mutated.
I come straight from mechanical evolution
Precipatated from the human solution.
I am a product of natural selection
I do not compare with my lapsarian reflection.
I am not bound His relative laws
Or very pained by His prepared claws
This is my nature and thought.