In the Beginning
Who’s to believe it isn’t true?
The heart wrenching reality of it all, so easy to set up
Everything you need, all that you wanted
And then, there was light, there was earth and water
There was you and then…
And then there was me
Me, the forbidden fruit; me, the green of the leaves that shielded human flesh
The sky, the ocean, the grass, the world…it was all me
Who’s to say I am not the reason for life, for pain, for love
How would you know? Because in the beginning it was only me
The creation of all creatures took such time and dignity, it took me
My power, my devotion, my anger…such anger
Choices and decisions were left to me, left to my thinking
And then I said, let there be light, let there be darkness
Let there be peace and war, let there be love and hate
Let there be such words that would cause evil amongst those who spoke it
But in the beginning it was only me, so what was I supposed to do?
Yes, destroy the world that I have created
Destroy all that I have made and turn it into something new
A different look, a fresh start…a new beginning
But in the end, Satan called himself God too
Written January 22, 2009
Copyright © Kristin Baker | Year Posted 2009
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