The Daughter of Eve

I grew up on knowledge.

I wore clothing

that covered everything.

I ate an apple a day,

medicine,

biting through the skin

because we couldn’t afford

the doctors.

That’s why my brother died

while someone else became rich

and my father lost not only his rib

but his kidney to those who don’t see us

and the bank called the world

fell and all I want to know

is what they call sin.

Me, I have never sinned

unless you call it

being alive.