Lucifer Wearing Sexy Mist in Heaven

  Lucifer Wearing Sexy Mist in Heaven

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It was as if he wore a serpent made

Of haar from hell, but well disguised by guile.

He won them over, all.  The snake, like braid,

Caused camouflage.  His presence spread a smile

Among the congregation.  Women and some

Men fantasized in daydreams of this man

Alone with them.  His beauty fizzed them dumb,

Not glossalalia for these.  The span

Of his charisma like in Upper Room

Meant licking molten tongues. His hair caused strikes,

Young Absalom’s, ignoring truth like doom.

They none, none, none imagined Abner’s spikes.

  The darts were sneaked cocaine and other highs.

    None saw deception in this elder’s eyes.

~ Phillip Whidden

by phillipw | Apr 12, 2025 | CH, ST | 0 comments