Why must “human nature” be
considered some mad blasphemy,
an otherwise repulsive state
save for its chance to teach us fate
and providence are not without
a sense of humor, lest we doubt;
and if not heresy gone wild,
the beast corrupting meek and mild
behavior we think suits us best,
that soothes the fire within our chests
and bids us be compliant, mute,
despite our nature’s wish: pursuit
of happiness, right here and now,
unsatisfied with learning how
this world is just a proving ground
devoid of anything profound
or sacred. Human nature begs
us not to settle for these dregs,
but to enjoy the life we’re in.
There was no fall. There is no sin.
23 JUL 2005
