So I'm sitting in my Psychology class and this sentence pops into my head. I don't know where it came from, or why, but there it is. So I write it down, and it's followed by a lot more sentences and turns into this.

This is not meant to be blasphemous. If it bugs you, feel free to go away.


"Until an hour before the Devil fell, God thought him beautiful in heaven." The Crucible, Arthur Miller


When Lucifer fell from the bright and shining heavens,

He took with him hate and rage, and a burning shame.

He had learned nothing—

The Father shook His regal head and turned away;

Lucifer glared at the heavens above and swore vengeance for his pain.


When Lucifer fell from the bright and shining heavens,

He made plans for days yet to come.

He foresaw the moments, the Father's greatest creations,

And he saw what could be done.

How easily could they be tempted,

How easily they could fall to him!

And he smiled towards the Father above;

Oh, what fun to be had!


When Lucifer fell from the bright and shining heavens,

The Father watched.

He loved this errant son; He mourned what now was lost

And could never be had again.

Such a beautiful child, a glorious boy—

A proud creation he had been, until his pride destroyed him.

It hurt the Father to cast him out, to condemn him—

And to comfort Himself, the Father created something new,

Another beautiful child, one He did not love more than Lucifer,

But instead the same.

Lucifer, though, felt even more betrayed, and resolved

—how dare the Father replace him!—

To insure these new children fell and joined him.


When Lucifer fell from the bright and shining heavens,

The world mourned the first disappointment.

The Father knew what His most magnificent child planned,

And He knew that His new creations would follow what Lucifer said.

So tempting, so beautiful—truly a glorious man he had become.

The Father saw what Lucifer would turn the world into,

But He loved His first son.

He could not bring Himself to destroy him.


When Lucifer fell from the bright and shining heavens,

He changed his name.

He stood on Earth and screamed to the sky

"I am what You made me, Father!

You see everything; You knew it would come to this!"

Though Lucifer would eternally deny it, a few tears fell from his perfect eyes.

The pain receded to become fury

And he screamed again.

"I am no more Lucifer,

Your pride and joy, Father.

I am now Satan, Your enemy—

Forever Your nemesis."


When Lucifer fell from the bright and shining heavens,

He became someone new.

The Father saw what His son had become,

Lowered His regal head

And wept.