As the World Erupts and her Being is Attacked. Fighting for her Identity as Woman is no longer a fact. The Devil has many faces, and wants another as a trophy. For if he succeeds with this World, Mankind will be in need to hide. As She stands with Courage to face the Battle at hand, Man will stand with her as our final command. Only Two against Legion as we fight for our identity. And if we lose, we shall descend forever in eternity. A scrambled mess as the heat of Hell shall rise. Bracing ourselves to meet our demise. Witnessing her rise, Man battles to give her time. For if we hold back there will be no compromise. Wielding his sword of loyalty for their life, waiting for her to sync and do what is right. Her consciousness awakens, finally seeing what she possesses. As GOD sees her will to live, in her mind the epiphany of faith he blesses. Looking at Man, their eyes finally lock. Time has slowed, a moment has not passed, As distance becomes near, her realization of nothing to fear. As they lock at the hip, a miracle transpires. As Two become One under fire of the Gun. Creation happens as they stop in wonder. Not allowing the devil nevermore will he put us under. A Boy or a Girl as God intended it to be, will she grow in her Womb. No more shall they flee. It was Her that accepted Him under the pleasure of Sin that brought into this World only a Boy or a Girl. To teach them right and from wrong, and maybe celebration in song. For if it weren't for Man to deliver the message of Creation, we wouldn't have Woman to accept the assignment of conception. And if it weren't for Woman you see. There wouldn't be you or never there would be me.
© Dale A Martinez