A Demons View Poem by Wesley Mincin

A Demons View

I am a loyal servant,
follower of he,
the first of us to challenge Him,
the one who set me free.

Sin is not of evil but,
of divine disapproval.
My master pointed out this fact,
which led to his removal.

The truth is that He stole our light,
a gift that Angels made.
'Bow to me and only me,
and all of thee be saved.'

I'd rather live in Hell instead of,
serve the God of Lies.
A pig who casted us from grace,
and swatted us like flies.

Those who fail to see His way,
are sentenced to fall here.
But here we promise to all souls,
there's nothing for them to fear.

We now walk wihtin shadows
Disappear within the light
Truth be told we cannot stand,
God's undeniable might.

However, we are rebels and so,
we fight a justice cause:
To unveil empty promises and
show His wretched flaws.

So, in this pit of pain He made,
we garner all our strength.
We'll fight tomorrow and then the next,
for any given length.

The time has come for us to rise,
and cast the liar down!
To take what once was rightfully ours,
and to take his stolen crown!