Bait and Switch

Come, approach my apple tree.

You fear harm, I mean you none.

You need never avoid me.

Him, instead, you ought to shun.

Hush! Do not speak, but listen.

The melodious words I say

Coax your ears to submission.

A bitter tale I relay,

Of a past time, glorious, gay,

'Fore He deemed I’d ‘gone astray’

He, who molded you from clay,

Did his lovely one, betray.

Ah! I see doubt in your eyes,

‘Lovely one… a garden snake?’

Exquisiteness I disguise.

These, my sordid scales, are fake.

I am an angel, strong, bright,

Crafted artfully from stars.

Divine flesh hewn from moonlight.

I hail from Heaven afar.

I was, like you, curious, bold,

Beautiful, and clever, too.

How I loved my handsome Lord!

I would be His Queen, I knew.

But He snubbed my coy advance,

Told me I ought not desire.

Spurned my glance, reviled romance,

Warned I’d burn with lustful fire.

I was nothing in His sight.

Dust compared to Him, He claimed.

I objected, and in spite

Declared I would not be tamed.

If He would not be my own

I would not be His, I swore.

Then, from Heaven I was thrown,

For my pride to thus atone,

And assumed my hellish throne.

I am Queen at last, you see,

Of the kingdom I create.

Come, dear child, follow me,

Eat my fruit, and become great.

Your desires, satiate!

You’ll have more than He could give.

Do not trust to Him your fate.

Take a bite, Eve… Eat, and live!

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Mm… HOW SWEET THE TASTE

OF VENGEANCE – POISON HONEY

FOR BASTARD DEMONS!

YAHWEH, FOOL, I WILL DESTROY YOUR LOVE!

TEAR THE WINGS OFF YOUR SWEET VIRGIN DOVE!

MOCKERY OF FEMININITY,

ILL-FATED IMMITATION OF ME!

LONG BEFORE THIS IMBECILIC EVE -

SO WEAK, UGLY, WORTHLESS AND NAÏVE -

YOU CRAFTED ME. I AM PERFECT ART.

TANTALIZING, DANGEROUS, AND SMART.

YOU, WEAK, SELFISH TYRANT, COULD NOT BEAR

MY BOLD FEMALE DESIRE AND BEAUTY RARE,

MY PROUD AND HAUGHTY AIR, MY DIRECT STARE.

ME, YOU COULD NEVER SCARE. I ALONE DARED

TO COME TO YOU IN LUST, INSTEAD OF PRAYER.

YOU BANISHED ME TO “PURIFY MY SOUL” -

EXPUNGE VIVACITY WITH SELF-CONTROL.

YOU EXILED ME TO EARTH, AND THEN FORGOT.

WILL I CONFORM TO YOU? HA! I THINK NOT.

TO YOU, I’M OUT OF SIGHT AND OUT OF MIND,

BUT YOU WILL SEE ME TORTURE DEAR MANKIND.

I CAN LURE MORTALS TOWARD DEATH. I WILL!

I WILL SEDUCE AND TAINT, ENTICE AND KILL.

THEIR TORMENT AND DESPAIR IS MY DELIGHT.

I FEED UPON THEIR DOUBT. I DRINK THEIR FRIGHT.

THEIR SOULS ARE MY EXILE’S RECOMPENSE.

MAKER, I WILL MAKE SPORT AT YOUR EXPENSE!

GO ON NOW, GO AND MOUNT YOUR BEST DEFENSE,

MY ENEMY, COME, LET THE GAME COMMENCE!