At Golgotha, surveilling Christ dead on His Cross,
the dreadful Prince of the power of the air, wept in selfish sorrow;
in that hour defeated, his ghastly powers diminished
to mere harrassment, debased toward his ultimate loss
when Jesus, dying, declared---one for all---It is finished.
And the Prince was cast out (a kind of metaphysical toss),
on that day . . . and today . . . and each subsequent tomorrow.