oh Eve ,
what is it that you poured in our souls and we couldn’t spill over years and years , generations and generations , lives and lives .
what is it that ties us to the feathers of his vast wing
don’t you know that when love hits the air and fly , doesn’t care where he throws us , doesn’t care for our bruises , doesn’t care when the pain is so hard and so deep that we cry out and scream for some rest !
they say love is blind , maybe he’s deaf as well
tell me , are we meant to be his slaves ?
is it printed with the no-way-back ink that we stay in his grip till the sun abandons its course ?
is it the unevitable suffering?
beautiful as you are , and we inherited it , but is it a blessing or a curse ?
cause we pay for it , the beauty rose is of a hard seed , and flourish only with heavy water of sorrow in her roots and pain in her thorns
your ever-young heart still beats in our bodies , still childish , still yearning to the unseen
which way to go , what we shall do ?
for whatever we do , we’re damned
we are the marionettes with threads in the devil’s fingers !
we are the mistake that over and over again , they tried to correct !
tell me a secret , was that what adam thought when he was mis-led ?
is it too .. inherited ?
maybe you’ll never tell , but keep this alive in my heart ,and i’ll hold it there forever ,
keep this first moment when you were made by the hands of god , when you first touched the roses and smiled to Adam’s face
when you were blessed to be the mother of all humanity , to whisper your lullaby in our ears , for eternity .
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