I was given one job to do, just one.
“Guard the garden of Eden,” he said.
I stood there mighty under the sun,
I’m a cherubim, two wings and a lion head.
The cherubim of Eden.
Heaven and Earth collided into a lovely land,
The place of the tree of good and evil.
A land delivered by God’s hand.
The home of the first two people.
The cherubim of Eden.
The wind wrapped around my lion’ mane,
A soft blanket of silk and cotton.
Behind me lay a worming lane,
That led into the garden never to be forgotten.
The cherubim of Eden
I stood at the edge of the fruitful land.
When a murderous creature slithered up to me.
A creature that was not the work of God’s hand.
I didn’t know what my eyes may see.
The cherubim of Eden
I tried to stop it from coming into the garden,
Surely this creature is pure evil.
But it slithered past me without a pardon.
He went down the path toward the people.
The cherubim of Eden
Man and Woman listened to the serpent,
I had failed God I had failed humans.
I was to be punished and to be a servant.
But down came a feather, was this an illusion.
The cherubim of Eden