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)