A Good Shema
Adam, greedy man, you gravy-lover,
without a fig, you would be nobody!
A man who doesn’t know he’s nude,
won’t know enough to sew his seed!
No-one can be his true self inside
without a good thing on the outside!
So snake, don’t stop your slithering,
you tempted Eve and her meandering
woke Adam from his sleep: I’m nude! he cried,
and realised that a fig leaf is undignified –
a good shemma, of fine Egyptian cotton,
that’s what a man requires to hang his hat on!
(Written by Makonnen Wodajeneh;
Translated by Chris Beckett)