In the Beginning
Chronicle II
A loud voice boomed
“What is that I hear”
Trembling on a marble step
Leading to the throne
A loyal angel replied
Almost with a groan,
“It is not good news I fear
Your Grace.”
“Tell me.”
The answer came, “We have
A problem,
A never seen before rebellion.
Coming from your favored one,
The leader of all angels.”
“Leave me. I will discuss this
With my Son.”
So, in heaven it was decided
This would not be abided
Creation does not tell its
Creator how to create or lead.
For the very first time
In all of infinity
Expulsion from this place
Was decided by
The Holy Trinity
satan would have to be
removed from the presence
of God’s face.
But he did not go quietly
The battle for God’s throne
Was waged with ferocity
As they refused God to still praise
Swords were raised
And some were slain
By flinging them into
Dark dungeons
This once bright
Glorious angel,
Their leader, now was dark
God’s love, light
Mercy & grace
Had flown from his heart
Empty was he now
Filled only with an all-consuming
Lust for God’s crown
So, in sorrow,
God had to retaliate
satan was flung out
Of heaven’s gates
Thrown to earth to roam
Forever more alone
Never to enter again
His once heavenly home
As for his followers
Well,
They are held in a kind
Of hell
In dark prisons
They are chained
Awaiting that great day
Of the Lord
When all will be judged
Who have rebelled
Against God’s name
It is so sad, it is a shame
That their rightful place
In glory
They never will be able
To reclaim.
