The Fallen Poem by Benjuzzy Okpuzor

All laws are null and
Void of voices,

Fallen Eloheem,
Gutless gods,

If the
Devil is forgiven, then
Juda's is right,

Marked for death,
From birth to pay
The price,

A strategize tragedy,
Darkness in white bible,
Eden in wilderness,

Like a Mildew on a
Meadow,
Heavenly gladiators
Tearing at a ripe beauty
In it prime,

Virgin land screaming,
The grumbles of the ground,

The shriek of angry clouds,
The whirr wings of
Muddy beauty,

Shake the sinful water
From fur and move on,

Everlasting dawn for eve in
The evening might never
Come,
For
She disobeyed, and paid,

Bravest, fairest, rarest of
All who took the bull by
The hone,

Life for love, love for blood,
Blood for untold knowledge,
Pride came,
A paradise lost.