Eve
This is another one of my favorites. i was depressed one night and was kinda getting mad at Adam and Eve for letting sin enter this world, and then i got to thinking about what it would be like to have been Eve. To have walked with God so personally, and then cast out into an unforgiving world to have one of your sons murder the other, and know it was your fault. that's rough man. So, this is my poem.Eve’s Song
Angela Mason
Darkness inhabits
Every shadow
Every corner
Every hole
Of the home she made
Out of her broken soul
EAT THE FRUIT
Shards of gold
Lay scattered
Remains of herself
In a bucket
By the tree
EAT THE FRUIT
The golden tree
The tree of knowledge
That ruined her
EAT THE FRUIT
Eat the fruit my child
It is delicious
And cold
Feel it’s smooth texture
EAT THE FRUIT
Tree of knowledge means
Tree of death
Punishment
Pangs of childbirth
EAT THE FRUIT
A son lying slain
One son standing above
Another
EAT THE FRUIT
EAT THE FRUIT
EAT THE FRUIT
posted by Angela @ 8/27/2006 10:26:00 PM
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