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First Daughter
Primordial first woman
misjudged
born of bone dust
daughter of Earth
she quakes in her own
pure sensuality
restrained
and forced
to live in innocent bliss
while the folly would blindly
follow pre-destined ways
she speaks of truth
desires more than the flesh
of platitude
tasting a world beyond
her fingertips
passion quickens
her eyes are determined
insensible men mistake
for weakness
born from their own fear
they could not take the first step
it was to her burning intellect
a wise serpent would appeal
heroine in disguise
to liberate man
born him in the world
of knowledge
hers was the guiding hand
the only curse
in their shame
that they would remain
quivering in ignorance
had not woman awakened
the soul.
7:48 PM - 3/6/2008 -
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