by Marchell Dyon
She is a daughter of Eve
She has no need of God
She is rebellious as she is head strong
Even when she was a child she thought this way
As a child she searched her grandmother’s garden
For the perfect peach that would give
Her wisdom beyond her years
After finding it she knew she held the world in her hands
She set her sails on getting university degrees
Instead of cumulating babies
When old age rattled her bones she would not be conquered
She would not bow her head to death’s cold sword
She would become a living flame
Tossed across the night sky
A goddess to look up to
A way for other girls to follow
To find the fruit she circled the globe
Unlike Eve
She would find the golden pear
That would make her immortal
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