To be the favorite son of a god
And boil with resentment and bitter bile
Seems singularly perverse, passing odd
The outraged quest for revenge does defile
The heart, whether mortal or immortal
A being beautiful and pure as light
Could not abide a rival, frail, mortal
That any other being could delight
The eye of the author of everything
Was more than this preening, petulant soul
Could stand; heaven was soiled by loud whining
Bellicose and brash; rebellion, its goal
Only evil complains in paradise
Worship of the self is the darkest vice
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Wonderfully done, D.J.! A perfectly composed final couplet to the piece! Paired so perfectly with the art as always!
Still the master! And I love this work, I haven’t come across it before
This is one of my favorite pieces of art of all time and you've paired it with such a beautiful sonnet. Loved this!
Bellicose seems like a new word to me but it seems vaguely familiar at the same time. If either you or someone else has used it before on Vocal, or I'm having dejavu hahaha. Loved your poem!