Some poetry- sonnet 2

A god that is both stunning and divine, 

your holy light does warmly heal and glow, 

A holy creature never would malign

Obedience the angel does bestow. 

Though gladly given, it still cannot dare

to want autonomy, light of it's own

The angel, though divine, can not compare

and be god's equal, at the top alone. 

The light corrupts, and angel cannot stand

to have a choice of how the light is shared

if it has power sitting in it's hand

by blind corruption, angel is ensnared. 

When angel falls, and evil it has brought, 

please leave my monstrous form in hell to rot.