Pride

God said all you angels will now bow down In reverence to my most choicely deed. Man is of my image; gather around Bestow on him your praise. Who’d take the lead? Not I said Lucifer. I shall not bow To one subordinate and made of clay. I am of fire with high esteem, and thou Are now charging me? I will not obey. I command you again, do this for me. I love you dearly but you must abide My wishes. Adam’s of me I decree. Thou are obsessed with your pretentious pride Thou arrogance and haughtiness compel Me to cast thee from heaven into Hell.