Part 1 - The Archangel

Note:  

1. This is the story of Lucifer, the condemned one. The images used in these posts do not belong to me. This poem was written by me. But the essence of the story has been taken from Christian Mythology. I have merely narrated it in what I hope to be a simpler form to read for those of us who have partial or absolutely no knowledge of Christian Mythology, and yet are enthusiastic about it. 
2. To get a more accurate version of the story,  please read the Holy Bible, John Milton's works of 'Paradise Lost', perhaps even the Holy Qur'an, (or simply watch the 'Supernatural' TV series) etc.
3. In chapter 1 the Angels are referred to as God's children. This is a poetic expression. The Bible considers Angels to be merely God's servants. And the part where God asks the Angels to bow down to man is a concept found only in the Qur'an. In chapter 4, a negotiation between the Devil and God is mentioned. This is not explicit, but merely symbolic, in the Bible. If my interpretations or concepts are flawed, please feel free to correct me. However, do not expect this to be the accurate story.

Before life walked this earth, first created Lord’s Angels were.
Of them the highest, were the Archangels – Michael, Gabriel, Raphael and Lucifer.
They were like His own children – perfect and obedient in all ways.
And that was back when Paradise saw its golden days.

The Angels sang hymns and songs about the Creator’s grace.
Lucifer, the youngest, led the choir to sing in his Father’s praise.
Amongst all the angels, of Heaven’s host, most charming was he.
And he was the most loved amongst them as an Angel could ever be.

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However the Lord was not satisfied with all of this.
What is life’s meaning if it is all perfect and bliss?
Thus He created, in His own image, the very first Man;
And breathed into him life, to sustain him a certain span.

He brought home his new child, before all of them.
He said, “This is Man, dear children. Bow down to him!”
They all obeyed, save for one, and that was dear Lucifer.
He shot the Man a jealous glance and muttered coldly: Never!

Man may have the image of the Lord, but imperfect was he;
While the Angels were perfect, how could He not clearly see?

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One day he stormed into Heaven’s court and gathered all around.

“Our Father is mad! And we His creations, to His word are bound.

Come with me, those of you who believe that I am right!
Are we not perfect? What exalts Man? Injustice has reached its height!
Come with me, dear brothers, I promise you invincibility!”

Thus one third of all Heaven’s host joined Lucifer’s mutiny.

 Images used in this post do not belong to me.

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