How do you want to be remembered,
to be seen, to be loved?
Did it hurt when Adam
demeaned you? Did he matter?
Did you love him?
Did he hurt you?
Did you try to save meek Eve?
Did you watch him dig his teeth
into the pomegranate, spitting out
the bitter flesh at her feet, garnet
oozing down his chin? Did he
sink his teeth into you? Into her?
Did you stay and watch him
fling seeds at her, scream
that she made him do it?
That everything was her fault?
Did you beg again, then, for her
to leave him to be safe with you?
Did you rage against the original
abuser and the monster he prized?
Did he hurt you?
Are you safe?
I find your poem of questions an interesting structure leaving the reader wondering whatever became of Lilith, an entity many may never have heard of.
I love this depiction of not only Lilith but of the abuse itself. Well done.