The Ennead Contest Entries

7- The Angelic Wars: an Iambic Pentameter Retelling (Winner)

In jealousy did Lucifer rebel

against the very God who gave him life

and did create all of the universe

from cosmic flesh His Holiness is made,

for when our Father did create the Son—

Messiah who would carry out His will,

through whom He'd speak and give to man commands

and vest his power lest a trouble rise—

the dev'llish angel cast his love for God

into the flames of hatred, for he thought

himself the Father's equal, as he was

the first of His creations and was blind

to fact that he, until the clay had set,

did not exist and so there was no way

for him to witness his own birth, unlike

the angels whom our Father after made,

whom Lucifer could see and then inform

that they'd come after him and God, so that

they never got the wrong impression that

th'existence that they own'd had come from naught.

And so, in rage and blindness, Lucifer—

most beautiful and charismatic of

the angels God did make—accru'd a force

one third of Heaven's populace and wag'd

a war against the angels and their God,

refusing to believe himself as less

and contemplating what, if possible,

his power may yet be if th'war was won,

thus proving him superior to God.

Th'Angelic Wars, they call'd the incident,

which rag'd for three long days and three long nights

and on the battlefield's second day

the Devil's brother clash'd to duel swords;

th'archangel Michael pressed into his blade

and here with hatred bitter in his voice

did Lucifer disparage him: "Thou fool,

thou art a simple tool for Father's will,

assuming that a liar never lies

for fact that inexplicably thou love

a Father who would cast thy love aside,

replacing thee and I with something new

which He's created, when He could've chose

from thee or I or Gabriel instead

to house His holy strength inside, t'ensure

His will would touch the reaches of the space

He hath created, yet hath not yet fill'd."

He push'd our Michael off a distance from

himself and here the angels circl'd round

and thrust at what they hop'd a down'd defence