By Ryan Miller

Floating through generations upon generations of reigns and gains intertwined with false prophets and huge losses, surnames exist, persist, and desist.

An heir to the creation of man, created in His image, Adam hit the scene as the beginning of this damned hood.
Manhood. It descended from Adam but left so much to be desired and not a whole lot to be admired except for the creator of his being.

Now we are left seeing the sins of all our prior descendants of Adam and questioning if we can overcome and withstand the onslaught of all the evil that we’ve forever fought.

Daughters of Judas are bearing it all and simultaneously befriending snakes as they look up to us for goodness sake, as if they want to be led but also get inside our bed.

The split tongues slither out onto our heads and the desire to be fed is insatiable… or is it?
Can we be fully quenched?
After all, we are the descendants of Adam.