God of gods
Gratuity for acts of unspoken evils
Historians debate over who one the toss
Great god or damned Lucifer the feeble
Over who forever gets to be called the boss
A soul overlooks this fight of the ages
Acting in haste he drinks
To forever live young and free of change
Into the pit he sinks
Saint and angels and devils gaze
This clash forever will mark
This struggle for thousands of years and days
Sunshine or eternally dark
Quenched he slithers for a seat to see
Unaware he crippled the mass
Awareness he gave his son to bee
To live unaware of god
To god a god truth in itself wills
Its own destiny to be
A seat on the thrown or on the street
Gods unquestionable cree
posted by Defiant @ 6:24 AM
2 Comments:
Aahh, God & Lucifer playing again?
No one captured that struggle like the way Chris De Burgh did in Spanish train, when God & Devil played Poker over the fate of the train and the souls it caried.
Back to your poem, I enjoy the 3rd party's envolvement! Those who take advantage of situations, the God's Pride and the Sinistry of Lucifer cost them heaps!
Who is the son if I may ask? A metaphor for a new bread of people where God nor Devil exist?
As far as technique, the vocab is great, some of the rhyme needs work and try to seperate into stanza's to make more sense to the reader, you could have also done without the 1st line..
thanx mama the son is a metaphore of his seed which is humanity im not saying this person is addam but he represents the beginning of man in an alternate universe although representing the same vices
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