Ah Satan, are you but a notion Of the mind? Can the terrible enemy of man Be but a childish attempt To avoid responsibility? When mother ate the fruit Was not her cry, "The serpent tempted me." The true falling away? To deny her own dark desires And blame them on a source Outside herself, Was not this the real evil? And father, What of him? His words, "She offered it to me, so I ate." His own words condemn him. He gave away the glory, the Eden Of free will, For the painful slavery Of excuses.