This is the first of a series of Angel poetry I wrote a year or two back and I am reposting them one at a time. After watching the movie the Prophecy, i began to wonder what angels would think

I am Lucifer
I am, was and ever shall be
The most beautiful angel to ever grace
Heaven
My face was that of which Angels sang
And my God looked upon me
With favor
Walking by His side, I was his confidante
His favored one
Heaven was my rightful home and the throne of God
Was my rightful place
But He, my God, in all his wisdom
Chose to create a Son
In his likeness, but born of a woman
Of a Woman!!
That vessel of mortal men
Good for nothing but to breed, to suckle
To propagate
And this Son, He chose to rule
Beside Him on his throne
Placed above me
At the right hand of God
Alas!
The place where I had once occupied
Was now
Lost to me, the most beautiful of God’s creatures
Oh, how I railed against Him
Against His choice
Against his decision, I rallied those loyal to me
And we raised our voices
In protest
Crying out that I, Lucifer, belonged
On the throne of God!
Not this usurper Jesus,
Son of a mortal
Woman
This virgin Mary!
But I, Lucifer
Should rule with my God!
But this God, whom I had worshipped
Above all others
Turned his back on me, his chosen,
Sending the great
Archangel Michael and his legions
To cast me and mine
From the gates of Heaven
Forever
Barring the way of our return
And creating this
Hell
Into which I have come to reign
For indeed
To have once been the favored of God
To have been graced
With his love and light
And then to be
Cast from His presence
Indeed this was Hell
But I Lucifer
Sit on the throne at last!
Forever lost
Is heaven and my God
But I rule
In darkness instead of in Light
But still I rule
In all my magnificence and glory
Still I rule