adamdaniel

Black the Hand

Black the hand that pulled the rip cord,
Gloved and silent, in the deep,
Doleful devils, haunting Adam,
Wielding trap doors, dark and steep,

Black the hand that wrote the rhythm,
Of the dark and noxious spell,
Calculated with precision,
To release a clear death knell,

Black the hand that conjured Satan,
Rising up from in the pit,
In the war for domination,
To control where angels sit,

God said “Satan, you’re a servant”,
You must do what Adam wants,
Lest I wind your fate in hellfire,
Casting you to lightless haunts,

Yes, the creature has my imprint,
Yes, the bright imago dei,
Giving all of Adam’s family,
Riteousness in clear display,

If you grieve him, if you hurt him,
I will set my wrath on you,
Putting you in chains forever,
Out of gentle heaven’s view,

Anger is what cast you downwards,
Anger is what caused the fall,
Down we tumbled, down we spiralled,
From our stature brave and tall,

Now go forth and bring me tidings,
Of the riteous joy in man,
Make the fair creation whistle,
With my bold redemption plan,

But the black opposer furied,
Making protestation wild,
Saying I will spoil the image,
God has put in Adam’s child,

Satan, the accuser rampant,
Running down to hell with hate,
Summoning the beast to conflict,
At the site of heaven’s gate,

You do not own death, you liar,
Death was put in man to wield,
Not for you to scamper off with,
And then say you will not yield,

As you know we are one family,
Tethered to the deathless man,
Bring an end to your bleak viewpoint,
Serve again, I know you can,

But the hand that crafted demons,
Writhing in the pit below,
Would not heed the charge of heaven,
And ushered up a counterblow,

Sending boiling oil upon us,
Dousing us in blackened deeds,
Sinking heaven with a deluge,
Wrapping us in poison weeds,

Aye, the garden is a graveyard,
Strewn with bodies dead and blue,
Since you would not bow nor listen,
To the voice of heaven true,

So we stumble, ever tripping,
Looking long into the dirt,
Festering with wounds of longing,
Contemplating endless hurt,

Black the hand that did this to us,
Black the heart that spat this bile,
Black the prospect of the future,
Black the barb of Satan’s guile!

ADL