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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: At the Pulpit (11/15/07)

TITLE: Evil is . . .
By Sue Dent
11/17/07


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Evil is . . .

The small church sat serenely against the pefect backdrop as dusk set in. Leafless limbs stretched up to scratch the chilly pastel sky. A fresh layer of snow marked his progress.

Cloven hooves hidden in shoes not made for feet like his, he kicked at the plastic baby Jesus hard and sent it flying out of the contrived manger scene that decorated the lawn.

He left the other plastic entities alone. He didn't even bother with knocking them over.

He stopped at the steps to read what he'd already read on the blinking potable sign near the entrance of the parking lot.

Talent show tonight. Come show us the true meaning of Christmas.

He ripped the notice off the post on which it hung. A flame flashed and it burned to a crisp in his hand.

He heard singing and kicked the door open. No harm done but it did get everyone's attention.

The singing stopped and all stared.

He hesitated where he stood, stared at those who stared at him then, ambled toward the front of the church.

Those who'd been singing had alredy gone back to their seats.

At the pulpit, he dug out a piece of paper, uncrinckled it and spoke.

"A poem," he said, glared hard and than began to recite.

"He came upon a midnight clear,
the deceitful one so bold,
to crush, to take, to render his
that which he could not hold;
Peace he would take from all good men,
Heaven would not prevail.
There could not be another way,
But to join him in hell.

With cloven hooves he stalked his prey
his fury to unfurl,
there could not be a Heavenly king
his kingdom was this world;
He walked the sad and lowly plains,
and tortured every soul.
Rejoiced in all the pain he caused,
and would forevermore.

Inflicting woes of sin and strife
The world had suffered long;
The time he'd ruled was not enough,
Two thousand years of wrong;
And so he sought to kill the One
that put his world in peril;
He found an earthly king to help,
He rushed to coddle Herod.

Herod sent three Maji,
this Child, he should meet,
Together they should find Him,
and place Him at his feet.
Look now! His plan was masterful,
He would be dead in hours;
this Child that did threaten,
to diminish all their power!

But lo! the days are hastening on,
the prophet-bards foretold,
No man could ever hope to stop,
the coming age of gold;
When peace shall over all the earth
Its ancient splendors fling,
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing.

No gift he brought to give the child,
as the Magi did that night,
No myrrh or gold or frankincense,
his was an awful plight.
And yet, without a gift at all,
somehow he still delivered
for evil is as evils does
and now man can live forever."

He looked up in disgust. His lip curled. "Hope ya'll are happy."

He left the way he came in.


Some excerpts from "It Came Upon a Midnight Clear" written by Edmund
Hamilton Sears


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Laury Hubrich 11/23/07
This is a very unique piece written from the devil's POV of our Messiah's birth. Good job.
Laury
Sharlyn Guthrie11/27/07
This is chilling...and a very unique take on the topic as well.
Beth LaBuff 11/27/07
Wow! Incredibly creative in a chilling way! Amazingly written!!
william price11/27/07
Clever, witty, talented, way talented. (Didn't say creative lol). Excellent, Sue. God bless.
Dee Yoder 11/27/07
There's nothing like the sour display of a sore loser! Great story. Love the characterization of the greatest loser of them all. Especially like his final gripe: "Hope y'all are happy!". Yes, we are.
Jan Ackerson 11/28/07
Absolutely chilling, Sue, and masterfully written. I love the touches of alliteration, even in the prose section at the beginning, and the imagery. And the poem is top-notch! One of my faves.
Betty Castleberry11/28/07
Off the charts creative. Bordering on spooky, too. Very well done.
Sara Harricharan 11/28/07
Okay, kudos to giving this reader goosebumps. Wow. This is great...so nice to have ya back!
Verna Cole Mitchell 11/28/07
This is so very creative and excellently written.
Loren T. Lowery11/28/07
Dark and forboding at the start, but the message at the end wipes the slate brillantly clean.
Sheri Gordon11/28/07
Wow. I've never pictured satan at the pulpit -- but your entry made me think that it probably happens more often than we realize. This is a very creative take on the topic, and written very well.
LaNaye Perkins11/28/07
This blew me away. Your creativity is amazing. Well done.
Catrina Bradley 11/28/07
I was wondering where this was going, and was pleasantly surprised at the VERY happy ending. Love the devil's parting line. Kudos! :) Cat
Angela M. Baker-Bridge11/30/07
You were able to take such a general topic and make it truly yours... amazing. Thanks for sharing your gifts with us.
Janice Cartwright12/01/07
You are an awesome poet! The words weave an intricate tapestry of artistry.