Lucifer

Where credit is due

How art thou fallen from heaven?

What brought this about, to man?

O Lucifer, Son of the morning,

Why do you think you can?

What cuts you clear to the ground?

And how did you weaken the Nations?

It’s no secret, not to me,

You used many physical sensations.

You say, you’ll ascend into God’s heaven,

And exalt your Throne, above this space,

And you’ll set on Earth’s Congregation,

And rule in our God’s place!

Well that can never happen,

For all love, beats out hate.

So just for even trying,

You can’t pass through kingdom’s gate.

Now Lucifer son of the morning,

Who wants to be Most High,

In the lake of fire-ice,

Will surely burn and die.

Not that he won’t rise again,

To complete his path from God,

And to confuse the wise, for all their sin,

I feel this seems quite odd.

Knowman

　

　

Reviews

[Star Wolf]

Awesome Lucifer poem. He will have is time, or is right now, then it will be over. I try to stay on the right side.