WORLD WITHOUT SIN

I stand at God’s right, divine-winged rebel,
Ordered to roam Earth, these prophecies are not incidental,
I sing the word of good despite the Devil’s overpopulated kettle.
Purifying the lost through miracle and speech,
The following of God would grow as the Devil grew weak,
When the Sun woke and rose at its peak,
The Devil hid but not after a dying shriek.
Pursue the light and you will see,
Life beyond here is beautiful and mystique.
A world without sin, a world for you and me

Author's Note

A short poem I wrote during a time I was spiritually in tune with myself. This was written in 2015 and originally shared on unitedworldpoets.com