Eve

It's an unfortunate birth

to be the first of your kind,

though it has a sort of freedom

for there aren't any expectations.

I created fashion, for example,

but the process involved will

probably haunt me forever,

The trees and birds are beautiful

but I get lonely sometimes and wish

there was another woman here to

rant to,

God and Adam are great,

but they don't like to complain like

I do,

or if they complain it's merely to

solve the problem, not brood over it,

doesn't anyone want to have fun?

So back to the apple, you can't

understand but it looked like a jewel

in its green trove and it glistened with

fresh dew and beckoned to me along

with the snake,

plus it was off limits...

The Knowledge of Good and Evil was just

so tempting,

you'd want to know too, you know?

Well now I do know, and it's terrible and

as the sweet fruit touched my lips the wars

of thousands of years weighed upon

my bosom, the blood of unborn children

pulsed down my wrists, and I saw the end

of the world like lightning from hell within my

eyes for a minute and such shame I knew

not existed, that I cannot name,

God called it sin and surely it is the end

of everything even from the start.