Sunday, February 22, 2009

The End

On a rusty iron throne
In the farthest bounds of space,
I saw Satan sit alone
Old and haggard was his face
For his work was done, and he
Rested in eternity.
Down to him from the sun
Came his Brother and his Friend,
Saying, "Now the work is done,
Enmity is at an end."
And he guided Satan to
Paradises that he knew.
Uriel without a frown,
Gabriel come winging down
Welcoming their ancient peer.
And they seated him beside
One who had been crucifies.

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