Clothing makes the man they say
Or in his case, they allowed him to blend in
So that the prey around him didn’t recognize predator in their midst
Though they would be nervous as if they could see through his disguise
Undercover he enjoyed taking his time
Meticulously picking his next victim
Enjoying the chaos he left in his wake
Dim stars twinkled from far overhead
Overwhelming ancient history is written in those heavens
Mary contemplated how her short existence fit in all of that
Eventually, she embraced her cousins since they were all made of the dust of creation
Pounding back the fortified wine
Orlando stared at the waves slapping against the hull
Refuge hopefully would be found in the bottom of that bottle
That hope proved futile
Obviously moving out of his cubicle was kind of a big thing
Furniture could stay though. Joe was moving on up.
Full boxes piled high, he snaked through the doorway
It felt good to put his stuff on top of his desk
Couldn’t keep the smile off his face when he was able to close the door
Even though this kingdom was small, it was his and only his
How do I get your attention,
Especially when you are trying to be so busy?
You hear me?
For goodness sake, I thought you would be prettier.
Really? That’s how you want to start our date?
Actually, yes. I told you I was honest to a fault when we talked on the phone
Now that was truth in advertising. Refreshing. Still, you’re a jerk, and I’ll be leaving.
Knew that would happen. At least I didn’t have to buy your dinner.
Pride was on display
Prancing around like tigers
Roaring to the win
Lining items in a row
It can be rather intimidating
So instead I prefer to throw them into a grab bag
Then when I pull out the next task to do if feels spontaneous
Technology always fascinated Eric
It was his jam his friends would say
Not that he would disagree
Kind of fun putting things together
Even making them do something different
Really it was a game to see what he could hack next
Satan couldn’t tear his eyes from the sight as humanity struggled to stand
The fallen angel laughed with contempt, God’s image indeed
All they were was an afterthought of creation
Raised to shove home the lack of free will into the faces of the angelic hosts
Even now he hated that fact because that meant he was created to fail and fall