The Eternal Struggle

The ancient serpent, coiled and cunning,
Strikes with venomous fangs bared,
Seeking to ensnare the Son of God,
Whose heel the viper dares to tear.
Yet the Almighty's plan cannot be thwarted,
For the Messiah's power knows no bounds,
As He stands resolute, His gaze unwavering,
Prepared to crush the serpent's ground.
The battle rages, darkness against light,
The forces of evil against pure grace,
But the Son of God, mighty and righteous,
Refuses to yield, to back down from this place.
With a thunderous blow, He brings down His heel,
Shattering the serpent's unholy might,
Reclaiming the world from the jaws of sin,
Restoring the earth to its sacred birthright.
Though the viper's fangs may pierce His flesh,
Drawing blood from the Savior's wounded side,
The Son of God emerges victorious,
His triumph over death forever certified.
For in this eternal, cosmic struggle,
The serpent's defeat is surely assured,
As the Light of the World reigns supreme,
And the faithful find their souls secured.