Poem by Clive Staples Lewis

Spirits in Bondage: A Cycle of Lyrics. Part I. The Prison House. 1. Satan Speaks

I am Nature, the Mighty Mother,
I am the law: ye have none other.

I am the flower and the dewdrop fresh,
I am the lust in your itching flesh.

I am the battle's filth and strain,
I am the widow's empty pain.

I am the sea to smother your breath,
I am the bomb, the falling death.

I am the fact and the crushing reason
To thwart your fantasy's new-born treason.

I am the spider making her net,
I am the beast with jaws blood-wet.

I am a wolf that follows the sun
And I will catch him ere day be done.

1. Spirits in Bondage: A Cycle of Lyrics. Part I. The Prison House. 2. French Nocturne (Monchy-Le-Preux)
2. Spirits in Bondage: A Cycle of Lyrics. Prologue

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