i have every reason to believe
that God is a Man.
his voice was hard and rough
like my husband’s
when he questioned me.
my trembling husband proved
that he is spineless
(like his sons) when he
washed off his hands.
he was rewarded
with power over me.
justice was done!
they have similar voice.
forgive me, my daughters.
but I don’t regret for the fruit I ate
‘cause it opened my eyes to see
the heart(!) of God and Man.
Maria Rose
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eve-s-apple-2/
