Serpent's Entry
Hissing his uncaged wrath, history's serpent by His rejection sad enraged,
his divine soul no more, first-born beaten to his exile enslaved.
His estranged heart unleashed, by his proud imprisoned intent,
harbors his vision of himself, harmed and wounded, sorely bent,
unarmed twisted, he hisses for his startled victim dazed
to sit in fear of his beguiling glance, intensely entranced, engaged.
His own feigned pain drowned, drenched in sin, remains his deception, unscathed.
No brave servant dare meet his stare alone without purest power's fury
to face his fiendish, fanged face that recognizes neither compassion, nor mercy.
His armor scaley, outcast polished, shines like sharpest shards of glass,
as his tongue tastes scents of innocence, bound on his belly, he slithers past.
No timid servant dare step forth resisting his lone restrictive threat
to breathe death in his dreaded deadlock that squeezes to steal each breath.
Until pure cherub's child-like innocence crushes his foul fool's forehead mark
and his lost soul sheds its serpent corpse to return where souls embark,
where his spirit is awakened, to be cleansed, to learn eternal truth again,
where all lost souls are forgiven, in wiser worlds beyond men's end.
~P.S. Colley~
This poem is part of a larger poem, Adam's Eve, that describes the beguiling of Eve in the Garden of Eden. The entry of Satan is depicted by this poem, prior to Satan's Conversation with Eve.
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