DON'T BLAME EVE

If not the history that is deliberately deceiving then,
Why is the narrative purposefully misleading.
Who puts in the jurisdiction and
Why does one comply by the commands?
How is it immoral when 'she' oversteps and
By whom was the ceiling drawn ?
When I'm not given tools and water
to set up my own empire,
It feels wrongful to frame me in Parasitism.

I'm obligated to play a leech while
All I envisioned was to be the host.
I was dustheaped to Witchhood for being
'Original'  which was dubbed as 'bizzare'.
My propositions are nothing but vacant ballads and
they are reflected only after supplementary efforts, but,
My brothers were provided invitation to join the summit.

I can sense my voice setting off more towards
south as I stride to be that 'woman'.
I am birthing my own rivals who
Blows candles to crumble the castle that,
I built with my designated ounce of water.
I'm dethroned and my crown stumbled to the floor, but
The half-baked misogynists are unaware of the eternal truth,

For the eternal truth states,
     "Nobody can de-throne the other
      and in her nature is the undying
      Spirit of sovereign.
      The Nativity of the crown will always
      be her Vertex, which shall not be
      reduced to ashes, not by the mortals. "
I carry this eternal truth in my
heart and my womb.