Wishbone — A Universe from the Mind of The Sympathetic Devil

High above the firmament, the Son of Morning's flesh was wrent Struck by Michael's flaming sword, a finger fell from Hades' Lord The rebel angels all were smote, the fallen digit escaped note Down to the new formed earth it fell, imbued with the power of heaven and hell In a barren, sunny spot, the severed finger lay to rot Chard flesh fell away from bone, as God descended from His throne Creating plants & fish & fowl, the raven & the spotted owl One raven found a finger bone, and claimed the trinket for his own Leaving the flesh to mix with soil. as God pursued Creation's toil And when time came for Adam's birth, God formed him from the tainted earth And thus the flesh of man was bound to the finger bone the raven found. Of this, the bird was unaware, and had he known, he wouldn't care Not so with the former owner. Indeed, it gave Hell's Lord a boner! Satan saw his bone's potential and knew it would be consequential Able to mold both flesh and mind of Adam and of all mankind The wishbone passed through history; Totem of power and mystery It roams the earth both far and wide, calling out the devil inside Satan's minions do their best to see it never comes to rest The tempting bone slips like a snake, leaving mischief in its wake Granting every man's desire and in the end, eternal fire