Satan’s Standing Room

Mostly for the Easter season, but also to participate in a couple of blog hops,

I wrote a poem…
The abstract is melting snow crystals that I enhanced with blue….

It seemed to suit the poem.

Joining
Inspire Me Monday – week 64

Satan’s Standing Room
‘No rest for the wicked’
So the saying goes
As a gleeful Satan runs to and fro.
With access to the very inner circle,
Our Satan tattles his tales
Of never ending woes, of all that fails.
Meanwhile, the One rests at the Right Hand
Sitting, relaxed, knowing all his heirs are tools
Biding time in heaven, awaiting His footstool.
For Hell will be standing room only
No rest, nor relief, no way to cope.
When Christ sat down, his work finished,
Redeeming mankind, our true hope.
 Happy Easter Everyone♫♪
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