Commodore of Clay

Higher than anyone of us
A humble creature arrayed than eternal angel
His maker divineed head
Looks a way like him, behold and laud his glory
Although he suffers as we suffered and bleed like us do bled
Has five senses like we do not,
So endowed with so many a lot.
Call to name a nomenclatures and the unknown
By his creator God wisdom.
Though made him a Eden kingdom
Never shall he suffer loss
Gave He him a wife and her name was Eve
Naked they were. Shamed covered with sewn fig leave.
He gone against his creator Almighty bsguiled of ordinary animal.