The Poisonous Snake
You dangerous viper go away
and leave me on my own.
You are a lion and a thief,
trying to steal God's throne.
You shook your fist in anger.
You rebelled against your King.
Someday, Satan, you will pay
for causing me this suffering.
God is angry, Rightfully so.
His creations have turned away.
But his children will rejoice
on the day that Satan pays.
Copyright © Sarah Lewry | Year Posted 2006
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