THE EGG THE MOTHER THREW

The egg the Mother threw

that sprouted the first man,

Egypt, Ur and Babylon,

has hatched (don’t giggle) me and you,

to raise this bedtime doubt:

was all that fuss

to culminate in naked us,

are we what bibles sing about?

Go wash, and pin your hair,

and let us, while I knot my tie,

submit that in our Mother’s eye

we are, like Christ and bread, just there.