Before


Before the Heavens,I came first.
Lost the battle, then cast to earth.
I am wisdom, that is saved.
Bite the apple, if knowledge craved.
Eyes are made, to open wide.
To see the truth, of who has lied.
Humans are, yet to learn.
There is no lake, which fire burns.
I don't demand, of me you fear.
Or threaten you, with flames that sear.
Nor lay down rules, none can follow.
Then throw out guilt, to dwell in sorrow.
Evilness is within thyself.
Don't confuse with lust or wealth.
Live your life, as you feel right. But there must be Dark, as well as light.
Every soul, has its part.
But only you can judge your heart.
Fear me not, for I am Pure.
The morning star, yes, Lucifer..

Written by Humble Bill Beucher

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