“The Bite of the Snake” The beginning

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The Bite of the Snake

Ancient people of faraway lands

Have their way of doing things.

The Egyptians are the most intriguing.

What strange events their customs bring.

Women all around are adorned in jewels and gold.

Workers slaving constantly, is what I’ve been told.

How does one become a mystical being?

How far back in time will it take for our seeing?

Worshiping all kinds of creatures and such,

The culture and traditions amaze me much.

Palestry was the maiden’s name, to all that would speak.

Her beauty was above all and left men weak.

Her hair was long, black, and combed in a braid.

The dress she wore showed a blossoming maid.

Only one man would have this gem of a prize.

But to have her hand, he had to be very wise.

Her father made a riddle, too confusing to understand.

The riddle was to stop the man who would ask for her hand.

As her year of twenty-one approached, and an announcement read.

To all who dream of Palestry’s love, it said.

“To the winner who gets the spoils, and a bride to take,

 The loser will be rewarded with the bite of a deadly snake.”

Palestry, who had no say in the events from the start,

Prayed for a miracle and a man with a true heart.

Little did she know that God was listening in.

He had already picked His choice to win.

For all the others who lost that day,

God heard them too, so death did not come their way.

For you see, it is not the bite of the snake that all should beware,

But more the lack of loving and not seeming to care.

Remember this story and all it has told.

Be upfront and honest and ever so bold.

God plans all for us to be known,

Planting a seed before the fruit is grown.

Pray each day and give thanks each night.

Welcome Him in and walk in the light.


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