Vexations And Wrath Poem by Charles Karia

When angels lost their virtues,
After the heavenly banishment,
The beings now become demons,
All their heavenly merits were lost;
Humility, love, grace and kindness.

The virtues you take for granted,
Became alien to the fallen host.
The now hate and like things bad,
In the morning and noon they hate
They and the devil himself and God.
They hate you and hate their job.

So they crave possessing that-
Human with some heavenly warmth,
To get what the lack through tact.
They'll tempt and vex to cause wrath;
Open a door and create a habitat!
Sinfully wet for us to dwell henceforth.

The naive human host knows not,
That the new wrath and anger,
The hate, dark desires and lust.

Are generated from deep under,
By the infernalwicked tenant

Its only when in some holy places,
Where spiritual temperatures are high,
And the horde suddenly manifests.
That deliverance is now nigh,
To cast out the unwanted guests.