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The jury of men assembled
Heaven and earth trembled
The judge of humans arrived
And the court’s noises died
This was not an ordinary trial
For the prosecution was Belial
He had devised a better plan
To overthrow the god of man
And finally god arrived resplendent
And took the seat of the defendant
“All rise”, the judge cried
Everyone in court complied
“Be seated,” he called again
And the trial was now open
Belial started his great attack
And knew that he had no way back
“You’ve thrown me out of my place,
And this has brought me great disgrace”
Stated Belial in furious aggression
Trying by this to rule the session
“You didn’t even give me a second chance,
As if you decided it in advance.
Your honor I demand my rights
It’s he who started all the fights!”
“What say you to this, God Almighty?”
Said the judge stroking his black goatee
“Your honor,” replied God in a gentle voice
“It is he who made that terrible choice…”
“Objection your honor!” cried Belial
Trying to face it with utter denial
“Overruled!” The judge replied
“We are listening to his side.”
And God continued with a smile
“I warned him not to do the act so vile
He never listened and didn’t care
He just went on with his affair.”
“What was the affair in question?”
Asked Belial in aggression
“You refused to praise my creation
And tempted them to their damnation!”
Replied God in total confidence
Very sure of his great defense
“I did it to show you that you were wrong
And that your were deluded all along.
You were so in love with your new toy
You couldn’t see that it can destroy
And when I showed you what it can do
You blamed me of being evil and untrue
You cast me alongside them to the earth below
And gave us punishments to undergo.
Your honor, this is not fair!”
Cried Belial and sat in his chair.
“What is the solution you propose?”
Wondered the judge touching his nose
“I demand a second chance for me,
As for the humans, we can see.”
Proposed the devil with an evil grin
Waiting for God’s answer to begin
“Your honor it had been done,
I gave them a chance and sent my son
He erased all their sins with his death
He loved them till his last breath
They murdered him in coldest blood
I could’ve wiped them with a flood!”
“Your son, you say?” Belial defied
The whole jury was on God’s side
But Belial had his trick prepared
A master plan to none compared
“How can you call people your children,
And say that you sent your son then?
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