DEATH OF THE DEVIL

Sun rays filtered through the dust
spears and pitch forks painted with rust
Dismembered bodies of white and red
angels lay in arms of demons only in death

Sulphur shimmered in molten lead
among the carnage lay a child
crying and bawling its lungs out
near him lay a bleeding wolf
driven out by a spear , attacked in the wild

Humanity weeped for the devil had died
crushed by faith, crushed by light
They had been mislead , they had been lied

Their fruits of planning lay in plain sight
the child wailed in, changing form
it was a virgin girl now, a widow later
the wolf was her yang, once her playmate
untamed, brash , stagnation hater
chaos was his realm, progress his chariot
now he lay lifeless, bleeding in peace

Her principles laid him to rest
she had failed one of her own tests