It makes sense that evil first entered through a woman's lips, and you know all food goes straight to her hips. No wonder many men could trade their souls for a piece of her eden. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, but his daughters are still hanging...like many fathers he doesn't want to let go, afraid that the world will strip them from their innocence and they will know their nakedness and I'm afraid these cities are no Edens, these concrete gardens have no where to hide, no leaves to cover up the parts left in sight. On the eve of birth no wonder mothers feel pain when they deliver, because he thinks back to when the serpent deceived her.
She has become a bag of skin, nothing more nothing less, guess that's what happens when people only see sin, she is forbidden fruit people seldom see the good in her, they never see the knowledge in her, they can't see past her eyes, men's vision stops at her thighs, these vultures all they want is her virtue, they scavenge over the worlds remains, she is forbidden fruit and they can't wait to take a bite out of her.