Serpent Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Serpent in its bitter coils, twined around the tree of sin
Whispered in the woman's ear, 'Pretty lady, let me in
I shall show you caves of gold...
Pamphlets with enchantments old

I shall tell you such sweet tales,
of harbours filled with silken sails
Rose will spring from dewy grass,
where your dainty footsteps pass
From your blind eyes I'll lift the skin.
Pretty lady, let me in.'

Snake by cunning Satan sent,
Woman's weaknesses to tempt,
So that Adam might despise
Eve, when seen through Bible eyes.

Written in God's master plan,
Woman caused the Fall of Man

Angel with the sullied wing,
is it you who pulls the string
Of the disobedient rib?
Are Serpent, Eve and Satan sib?

In the story of the Fall,
many voices rise and call
Knowledge whether bad or good,
is not cursed by womanhood
From your blind eyes I'll lift the skin.
Pretty Lady, let me in