"CHAPTER NUMBER ONE"
" ACT ONE"
somewhere between the sky and earth,
lies the realm of light where darkness lurks,
heralding the start of one event,
which is a prelude afore the end.
outwordly calm the world's revolve,
a thousand questions yet to solve,
and there heading heaven ward a shooting star,
luminescent, bright, but with vengeance in its heart.
And thus has he ventured for eons before,
sneaking past the sentries at heaven's door,
only once before did he succeed,
to entice, ensnare and feed off greed.
That time man erred and EDEN burned,
from heavens bosom was hence he spurned,
an ignominious descent from the skies to dirt,
to pay for his deeds forevermore.
but even that feat didn't assuage his cursed soul,
for complete victory is SATAN'S one true goal,
and hence he concocted his devious plan,
For this day would signal his final stand.
One purpose rages behind his hateful eyes,
to capture just one of those who fly,
above the heavens their wings unfurl,
as their pure white robes twist and turn.
They have been called the children of light,
and for their God they have waged many a fight,
their names abound in every faith,
they are the angels who conquer hate.
And on their flight is Satans eye,
as he waits for one just out of sight,
Lo and Behold one ventures down,
unknowing what awaits it on the ground.
This is the chance that He has craved,
for this God's wrath has he braved,
pouncing stealthely Satan surrounds his foe,
The thrashing angel is cornered just like a doe.
Before the others can raise an alarm,
Satan clutches his prize and heads for land,
with mighty swishes of his hook like tail,
he barrels through the milky way.
Behind him arises a keening cry,
it rocks the stars and shakes the sky,
but even now he is beyond their reach,
he glories in Gabriels high pitched shriek.
"END OF ACT ONE"
"ACT TWO"
For several days they chased at his heels,
But Satan was slippery just like an eel,
He outpaced their chariots of shimmering gold,
Roaring like a lion and twice as bold,
The angels were left in his smoldering wake,
Gabriel roared with rage, making the stars all shake,
But by now Satan was far beyond their grasp,
He vanished with the angel clutched in his clasp.
At last he reached his true abode,
The pestilent lair which he called home,
Hidden from the glare of heavens light,
Far beneath the Earth and well out of sight.
Here was the place where he reigned supreme,
Where evil congregated and malice teemed,
The fires of hell from whence he sprang,
Burned brightest here beneath the sand.
He was greeted by a rapturous applause,
Cheered on by the millions that he had spawned,
Like him they all were made of flames,
Sired by his scorn andsuccored by his hate.
This day all evil was in a jubilant state,
For its master would finally conquer fate,
All life would now cease to exist,
Heaven would be crushed beneath Satan’s fist.
Satan dumped his prize onto the dirt,
As a roar went up and shook the earth,
His children all gathered in his domain,
Continuously shouted “Our Lord is great!”
Raising a claw Satan silenced the crowd,
Staring malevolently down from atop his mound,
Behind him the angel floated to her feet,
Staring all around at the hellish scene.
As Satan turned baring yellowed fangs,
Expecting to see her cowering in the sand,
An uncertain frown marred his spurious brow,
When he noticed the angel stand her ground.
Spewing rage from inside of every pore,
Radiating menace from within his core,
Satan prowled around his helpless prey,
But she did not budge she chose to stay.
"Why my dear are you not afraid?
Why don’t you raise your hands to pray?
Alas He can not come to your aid,
For here darkness festers, and I reign."
Then Satan laughed for all to hear,
But the angel did not quiver with fear,
She raised her head blinding him with light,
Surprising him with all her might.
In a crystal clear voice the angel said,
Without any fear, nary a sign of dread,
A halo of light encompassing her form,
She bravely faced down the gathering storm.
"I pity you oh Lord of hate,
Your lust for power shall never sate,
For useless lives have you tried to best,
A being you know is above every test."
"You stand on kindling with a burning match,
To crumbling sand your claws have latched,
You are like a drop on an ocean great,
That fights the current of its inevitable fate."
"One day your cocky nature will,
Within your heart fear instill,
The venom you spew corrupts your self,
Your armies of allies are all pretend."
"Fallacy colors your every word,
For eons afore have you tried but erred,
To conquer God and watch heaven burn,
Tis useless but you will not learn."
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