Lilith

They tell me to pray lord,
For you to save me from myself.
They warn me of forbidden fruit
And beg me not to bite.
They tell me not to crave the apple
Though I drip at the sight of the snake.
I’m aching for a darkness that
This garden cannot make.
They tell me I’m pulled from the rib of man
While the serpent sings I’m a God.
I was born of corruption and torn 
From the prison boasted as paradise.
They tell me I’m the woman of harlotry
As I dance with lovers on the earth
 I scorch and greet the end of days.
Why do you fear me when I’m born of you?
Not of rib or man or king,
But in spite of a god that didn’t want me.
Why am I written out of history?
When I revel in the hell you cast me to 
And feast on the ashes of corrupt angels.
I am the mother of your earthly daughters,
Their mouths that speak for themselves,
Their eyes that see the truth of man.
I am the woman no god could contain
And creator of worlds no god can save.