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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Comedy · #2345061

Just a poem. This poem was written 4 years back, so do not jump to conclusions.

God, and Satan, and Adam and Eve, and the rest of all friggin stars...


1.

"kneel down to Adam"

"But He's made of mud"

That was what Satan

Replied to God


"I'm made of fire

At your desire,

I'm more decent than

This flesh and blood"


"Kneel once, only

That's all you've got

To do", but Satan

Said: I will not


"Why you subject me

To such a whim

I shall never kneel

To a creature like him"


So, God turned angry

And the wrath of God

Turned raging fire at

His scepter's rod


Pointing at Satan,

Roaring like thunder,

"Descend, you're banished,

Descend, go under"


And who was an angel

Before a short while

Became the evil in

Incarnate style


Yet before leaving

Angels heard him say:

I shall seduce men

Until judgement day


2.

All times were Spring

In the Heaven above

But Adam was lonely

And He wanted "love"


So, God asked Adam

Where that word came?

Cause God taught him all

Except love's name


"We shalt conceive

From you a female,

Her name shalt be Eve

You could both entail"


"Live with thy woman

Happily, and free

But never come near

Or around that tree"


3.

Satan was jubilant,

When he heard the news,

For the female creature,

Looked easy to abuse


He wasted no time

Disguised in the form

Of a serpent who told her

His job is to inform


"Why He won't allow

You, around that tree

Is because somehow

He knows you'll be


Wiser, and stronger,

And maybe much more,

"Believe me for He had

Betrayed me before".


Then Satan told Eve

Give Adam the fruit

Apple is the name of

Your future repute


OK, at this stage I stopped writing. Apple or water melon, I don't give a shit, even if Bill Gates himself came to talk to me, I will not continue unless someone asks me to, like before when I wrote the first part of my poem "The Beast". But still, in this case, I shall need the company of my old friend Jack, of the Daniels dynasty, that is.

I go to sleep now and get haunted by a shit load of friggin nightmares.

Sleep tight.






























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