The New God – A Poem

A poem by N.M. Sirett

THE NEW GOD

the devil upped his game

and sent his cronies roaming

iridescent as the flame

igniting animation

and far away hence trod

o’er land and sea and mountain

.

they beckon’d to the dead

called forth to

scourge dawn’s breast

crouched in fetid graves

poised for new inception

.

sprang forth into

the world

with a freshly driven lie

and stoking eyes of fire

.

the light had altered – finespun –

bearing lurid, crooked fangs

it bit the earth in two

until it bled asunder

.

the devil upped his game

delivered all his

children and

saved his righteous flock

who feasted on the truth

then bathed their scales

in oneness

made unity their maid…

smeared goodness on their bread

.

the devil upped his game

because he is

the ‘bright one’

and shines till

kingdom come