We live on earth and act in plays we write
The shadowed drama unfolds scene by scene
In Eden, sin brought knowledge to our sight.
Then Freud desired to bring the dark more light
It’s hard to suffer, harder still to learn
We act on earth in plays we partly write
We each have lived in ways without much light
But fire brought power and light then darkness gleamed
In Eden, sin brought knowledge to our sight.
Christ was born, and yet we lived in flight
From guilt about the apple bit unseen
We act on earth in plays we try to write
Our play with good and evil has its might
For meaning’s worthy of our human schemes
In Eden, wrong brought knowing to our sight.
We look and see the Christian story failed.
For the Holocaust itself was not derailed
We live on earth and act in plays we write
The Christian play we had gave slight insight
As refugees, as children drown who fights?
