Dragonfall, Lucifer Laments
high above
the victors sing,
I rush to greet the land
despite protests
from broken wings
I curse that sword
how could Michael best... me?
how could I fall to him
when my war was with He?
He,
Him,
His domain was all time and space
jealous eyes let serpent tongue
twist jealous minds
but now we all fall from grace
these comrades of mine
are no comrades at all
mere pawns in my plans
now all the pieces fall
falling,
falling still,
down to the mud and clay
heaven was once home
now, an eternity away
soon I shall lay
where meek mortals stand
the indignity
but alas,
He has more to His plan
His plan is Always,
down further I shall go
to fire without the light
to magma, to brimstone
only fools pity my fate,
for if only they knew
I,
the most fallen of angels
had worse planned
for you
Falling Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
May 27th 2020
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