Rasputin

A holy man, a profit of God, but of what God? Rasputin the black snake of Eden, endowed with Silvery fork tongue of the viper. It slithered into the golden palace of paradise, Coiling and oiling around the royal cradle of Innocence, constricting it within the folds of lies And deceit until the inhabitance could not breathe, Or escape his spells of evil. Behold the snake charmer of men’s souls, Feasting at table of the sinful, relishing in Pleasures forbidden orchards of unripen fruit. In the chambered hallowed halls of the last Czar of Russia, a gray monk’s robe turns red, As a snake shedding its outer skin, gaining in Strengths and power with every act of evil It performs. A royal mother’s love betrayed, by faiths Lying profit, a jackal laughs beneath the Tapestry’s of refinement, and the child of Innocence lies unable to defend himself Against the viper, named Rasputin. But others seek the green eyed serpant That hinds beneath the queen robes of Protections and invites this masked Judas of debotury's, to a dinner of Nights pleasure under the guises Of Deceptions ruse. Beguiling the snake with wines poisonous Yet brilliant color and flavors bouquet, the Royal guardian’s awaited for the grim-ripper To arrive and do his deadly deed by the death Of this living evil incarnate. But Rasputin realized this deception, and cursed The royal household, to fall beneath the enemies Beyond the gates of the royal house of golden thrones. At the stroking hour the assanian's killed the profit, Of lies, yet his legacy lived on as the golden palace Fell unto the power of Rasputin curse. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN