We do something at NorthWood called interactive bible reading. This year our church is reading through the Old Testament together and many folks comment on a corresponding blog. I am trying to shift the way I approach some well know passages with my highly analytical wiring by forcing myself to “poet out” my responses. This will forces me to engage the text in a new way. This slam poem is my response to Genesis 3 (I know, Brent I was supposed to stop at 2, but how can you?)
Apple Pie
Sin’s tentacles reaching from Eden’s site
Calling me to take another bite
“That’s right. You know you deserve it.”
And so I capitulate to this hate
See Adam, I can relate
I take the bait. Oh no— the hook is set.
And I thrash and fight against the line
As Satan drags me through the brine
“I’m fine,” I tell concerned onlookers.
But I’m not.
See what looked like delicious apple pie
Has left me high and dry
I don’t know why I take another bite when I’m already choking
Oh, I could blame it all on you, Man
You did the dirty, set up my pension plan
I am after all just receiving daily installments.
But then that wouldn’t be quite so fair
Cuz I have this feeling deep down that if I’d been there
I’d have done the same damned thing.
Someone peel me another apple, I’m hungry.