THE SERPENT

THE SERPENT

The Secret Serpent coils to spring

and win the world of Priests and Kings.

It always brings and gives delight,

And also knowledge;sometimes blight.

It stirs the heart with drunkenness

by molten drugs...forgetfulness.

The wizard's wine, the devil's brew,

and all the witches burning stew.

In spinning charm, It weaves the spell.

It coils in its secretive cell.

And leads its hosts to victory,

In devastating agony.

Its stature will surpass the spheres,

The winding body shedding fear.

Men will worship... Serpent leads.

Shown the prowess of its deeds.

The last spell, the availing word,

He who denies, will die by sword.

Its orders are so keen and swift,

That all men bow, their arms uplift.

Among their feet ,the Serpent thrives,

And while it grows, it takes their lives.