Thr Serpent wore our skin
Oluwagbenga Abiola@oluwagbengaabiola322369
1 month ago
The Serpent Wore Our Skin
They say it was a serpent…
Slick-tongued.
Sharp-eyed.
Crawling through paradise like it owned the truth.
But listen
What if the serpent was never a snake?
What if it never needed scales,
Never needed a forked tongue…
Because it had us?
What if the hiss came from human lips?
What if the first lie
Wasn’t whispered by the devil,
But spoken by a man
To himself,
And believed it?
We talk like evil is foreign,
Like darkness comes from “out there,”
Like the Devil just showed up
With a contract and a grin
But maybe,
Just maybe,
He learned by watching us sin.
We were the teachers.
We lit the match.
We dug the graves,
Then asked who struck the first blow
As we washed our hands with flames.
Cain didn’t need a demon
Just a brother,
A grudge,
And a moment of silence
Loud enough to kill.
Abel's blood still cries…
From dirt we pretend is clean.
But evil grew roots,
Not in Hell,
But in routine.
It walks in boardrooms,
Kneels in pews.
It smiles behind podiums,
Signs peace with one hand,
Sells weapons with the other.
Evil doesn't snarl,
It negotiates.
It dresses like us.
Talks like us.
Votes like us.
It knows our playlists.
Sings in our churches.
Scrolls through our feeds.
It’s comfortable here.
So maybe the Devil wears Prada…
But the serpent?
The serpent wears our skin.
It is us
Who told the Devil how to lie.
Us
Who taught him greed.
Us
Who showed him what hatred looks like
When it’s dressed up as need.
We are not just victims
Of evil…
We are its architects.
So stop blaming shadows,
Look in the mirror.
The darkest part of Eden
Wasn’t the tree…
It was the man
Who chose to eat
Written by @oluwagbengaabiola322369
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