My name is Michael
I am the Archangel of God, the mighty
Warrior of Heaven
Destined to live for eternity
To live with my God
My actions
My choices
And yes,
To live with my memories
An eternity of memories
Utmost of those
Are the eyes of my brother Lucifer
As I cast him
From his home and these Heavens
The look of betrayal,
Of sadness and despair
But most of all
I will remember the look of love
For yes we did love
One another
As do we all, these legions of creatures
Created by God
To do his bidding
We are not mortal, and we are no longer
God’s chosen ones
But we have emotions and feelings
We love, we live
And yes, we regret
If not our actions
Then certainly the necessity
Of those actions
I follow my God and do as he requests
Not blindly
As Lucifer believes I do
But without question, without
Hesitation
If sometimes I remember my brother
Lucifer
And wonder if he regrets his choices
In his rebellion
If I remember with pain
The order to cast him out
And I do, every day of my life
I never doubt my actions in doing so
I am an Angel of God
My choices
Were made long ago
My allegiance unfaltering
My faith unwavering
But I do wonder
Of Lucifer
And his pain and anguish
At no longer
Being in God’s graces
His punishment was swift and final
Surely he knew
That my God is a wrathful God
A jealous God
He would allow no question
No rebellion
Surely he knew
As I do
That Hell is no place, no cavern
With pits of fire
Where souls burn for eternity
No, Hell is a place of darkness
Where God’s gaze never reaches
Where his forgiveness
Is withheld
Surely my brother Lucifer now knows
Hell is without a doubt
Being out
Of God’s favor
For eternity
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