GloMag GloMagMarch2020 | Page 267

EVE Was I made from the rib of you? Then why have you subjugated me for centuries? Why did I have to cry for justice for so long? You kept my feet tiny with iron shoes. My waistline was kept tiny with tight corsets. From education we were shunned. Was I made from the rib of you? Then why have you burned me on the stake again and again? Why have you cut off my tongue if I spoke the truth? 267