I once was told,
Of a story so bold.
One of ancient scriptures,
That millions have sold.
It's a story of a man,
And his walk on The Earth.
Of a virgin woman,
That had given birth.
It was washed in my head,
From the time I was born.
But I never believed,
In that God I was shown.
I've been shown The Light,
So-called facts in disguise.
But The Devil's own whisper,
Has opened my eyes.
And he said:"I was to blame,
For which I had no possession.
His children blame me,
But I ask you this question:"
"If they're his kin,
Does that make me their brother?
And if "He" made me,
Then where is MY mother?"
You may hate my words,
And the things that I say.
But that Hate is a Sin.
Or so He says, anyway.
As he spoke out loud,
The World started to quake,
And ripped and cracked open,
With a violent shake!
And out of his mouth,
Came a burning sea of fire.
And out of his eyes,
Came the mountains and the sky.
Darkening clouds,
Formed and gathered all around,
And with his voice,
Came the most beautiful sound.
And he sang:
Fire begins,
Darkness to follow.
Flames of pain,
Burning with sorrow.
Beautiful sight,
Deadly desire.
Why are you,
My Ring of Fire?
Deathly illness,
Tears of blood.
Mother of pain,
Goddess of love.
Killing regrets,
Death from above,
Beautiful soul,
My only love.
He then clapped his hands,
And time tore asunder.
He ushered me along,
With his hand on my shoulder.
As we traveled along,
He pointed here and there!
Showing Human achievements and pride,
And those that bring only despair.
Tyrants and Mad Men,
Kings and The Poor.
Nations fighting each other,
Men dying in war.
I saw glimpses of creatures,
As far as the eye could behold!
That once covered the planet,
Before it was ancient and old.
Creatures giant in size,
With scales, fins and claws.
Roaming the planet,
After The Oceans had thawed.
I saw many breeds of Man!
All different in size.
Fighting to live,
Leaving only sapiens to survive.
The vision started to fade,
And I looked all around,
I could tell I was back home,
It's familiar sight, smell and sounds.
He then stepped away,
And said his farewell,
Then sank into the floor,
With a wave and a spell.
And to this day,
I often remember,
All the things I was shown,
By The Original Sinner.
The End.
©skintech
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