I, LILITH

Portia Putnam

You male scholars

Over millennia

Erased my place

As sister of Adam.

But you, envious

Of a woman,

Omitted me, then

Substituted for me as

First woman, Eve, the rib.

You mock nature,

Not recording

Noble hymns of

Mankind rising.

You drag Man down

By damning Women.

We were not

Expelled from Eden,

But planned our exit,

Freeing ourselves

From domination,

Leaving triumphant.