A Lonely Friend
The days are wondrous and bright,
But most things are obscure from my sight.
I stand there and stare,
But some people do not know care.
I sway; I motion, to show the world I am brave,
My arms stretch high to give people a wave.
I see and hear the world around,
But to this one place, I am bound.
To stand there and not make even a voice,
For you see, I do not have a choice
Storms come with lightening and thunder,
To my death, I stand there and wonder.
I cannot move, but have to stand there and take it
Some days I wonder how I will make it
Though the storms are bad, the winds hurt the most,
My arms hurt, my hair falls out, but I stand at my post.
Of all the bad things, I do have some joyful to ponder.
Children look at me in marvel and wonder.
They play with my arms with happiness and glee.
To them, I am glorious and not just a tree.
So when you walk outside of your house to stretch and bend,
Look upon me as your one lonely friend.
The Morning star,
Long ago, I did a horrible thing,
My words were brash and hurt with a sting.
I was new and fresh and thought I knew more,
My father was naïve; my family was such a bore.
These words came from me and I knew they were a lie,
For you see this is the day I made my father cry.
My brother was stern and asked me to go,
I left my house with not much as a woe.
I tripped and fell into a deep dark hole,
I sat there and wondered, “What is a soul?”
My family was gone and I filled with some hate,
I walked into the world to begin the great debate.
I have poisoned a great many people’s heart and mind,
This was the only way I knew I could bind.
The sadness of losing my family because of my act,
I needed someone so I can interact.
I made matters worst with my words and actions,
My brothers and sisters had to see what was the attraction.
They listen and responded in anger and sadness,
They did not approve of such a great madness.
I was seeking to form a family with deceit and a lie,
It came to me and I thought then had a good cry.
The world was more corrupt than when it first began,
My presence was hideous to world so I ran.
I hid in caves to await my death,
The horrors I unleashed with every single breath.
I came to the shocking horror and cleared up my sight,
I needed to show the world where was the light.
On the end of days, I would stand there, my heart anguished and pained,
My life for those people’s souls whose souls I have stained.
I walked into the heaven to admit my great sin,
My head held low so I could not see my kin.
In front of My Father I bowed ever so low,
I confessed my sins to the lies that I know.
My Father spoke with happiness and joy,
“O’ Lucifer, you are still just a boy,
Your actions are evil but you know what you have done,
Evil always existed; its words are so bright just like the sun,
But good, my son, is brighter with its thoughtless deeds,
Love and happiness is what world needs.
Even though I disapprove of deceit and your lies in those days,
My children know what is good so you have shown them the ways.
Though evil would try to keep its great web of lies intact,
You are the face of the evil and people know that fact.
The world eyes are open and now they must choose.
I am the alpha and omega and I know I will not lose.
My children are wondrous with happiness and love,
It flies through the air like the wings of a dove.
So now my angel, go right which is wrong,
Tell the world your story like a great song.
That an angel of purity can turn from the light,
The Father’s forgiveness is true and in the right.
So my son, with love and happiness, I bid you Goodbye,
One day we will be together, and It will not make your father cry.
