I Know Where God Comes From Poem by Steven Williams

Like the Son is called Light,
As the Sun shines so bright,
I know where God comes from.

As Darkness is called Night,
And the Moon bears his plight,
I know where God comes from.

Like the Stars shining bright,
In the midst of the night,
I know where God comes from.

In the fight for your Life,
Between Darkness and Light,
I know where God comes from.

Satan, Heaven, initial fight?
No!
Creation, Darkness, preemptive strike.

Who, what, why, not when?
The strength of Darkness!
The strength to comprehend.

Calculating… pride, Satan falls into sin.
Misled by the power of Darkness,
And his ability to comprehend.

Is Darkness wrong or was he right,
Exerting his authority prior to God's Light?

To dismantle the above by the power of His Word?
It's like Satan casting out Satan, that's what I heard.
I know where God comes from.