Sunday, January 15, 2012

Reckoning

Take back your rib, Adam.
I who have borne the misogyny of men
And branded, carry "Mother"as title,
Need no God's hand to hide, to hinder
The path of pain to my eyes.
Keep yours open, Adam.
Open as hands, bloodstained, pull
Wet, whitened bone from withered flesh.
I have not sinned alone, Adam.
But take from me this last shard,
Shameless, deny me my birthright.
We broke Eden together, Adam.
Ripped it to pieces and I alone am blamed.
Take it back. I dare to be nothing
Than be indebted to you.

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