(as told by Eve)
Eve, Do You Love Him?
(the question my mother always wanted to ask her.)
Not if he were the last man on Earth.
He was the only man on Earth,
But I couldn’t see past the idea that
I could have my own ideas,
That the green apples could taste like something
Other than Heaven with such a bitter aftertaste.
Who’s to say you can’t argue with God?
But He named me woman
How could He expect me to cause
Anything more than woe?
I’d like to apologize to all of you
Women who wait for a savior
Who was once dressed as a man.
I’d like to apologize
Because I think God made some apples bitter
To spite me.
I’m just glad He remembers me–
His first taste of humanity.
I’m to blame for the word slut.
Don’t think it’s a bad thing.
Satan said words to me
Like he though I knew what they meant,
Knowledge existed between his legs.
I took it and I think
God was offended I didn’t want Him instead.
Now He gets men to look at you
Like they want you
What they really want is to be a god.
But, I guess those men weren’t lying to you
When they said education is bad
Look how my kids turned out.
Don’t let that fool you–
Boys will be boys. They want to be gods, remember?
When he asks you if you love him
That’s called the women’s movement.