“I watched Satan fall from heaven like a flash of lightning.”
So John the Revelator got it wrong?
It wasn’t Michael and his angel throng
who threw the mighty Lucifer from his throne?
You’re telling me that seventy raw-boned
peasants passing barefoot from town to town,
carrying no money, no change of gown,
and sparing no time for chat with chance
encounters on the way—these sons who dance
among snakes and scorpions, whose quick steps
raise dust from heels to head—you mean these schleps
drew down from heaven upon unmapped squares
apocalyptic judgments no one dares
compare with those that wasted Sodom?
These day laborers harvested a kingdom?
These were the lambs who blacked the dragon’s eye,
who rumbled him down from his realm in the sky?