Antecedent

Antecedent

When the angels turn angry, be terrified where you tread

Betrayal of their trust is something to dread

Their defenses are down and vulnerability’s their crown

It reflects who you are, either a predator or a prince

So many seek power because they’re inadequate

Thru’ life they’ve learned their identity’s bereft

They’ve succumbed to weak nature, the angels scorn

Ideal pasture for the demons to be drawn

Alas the allure of riches and celebrity is elixir to all

Virtue’s the first to tremble then fall

Endurance is a trait that can decide fate

Regardless if it makes a whore or a mate

Then comes guilt after the warmth has gone

Recrimination reflects from the mirror of one

To assuage guilt, an accusation is done

Regardless whether there was agreement or none