This is a poem that i've been wanting to submit in this contest

This is a poem that i've been wanting to submit in this contest. And since poetry really isn't my forte, i'd like to know if it's any good or not before i enter it. R&R!!

The Mournful Call

Dust swirled around its body

As it slithered in front of me

But the strange thing that struck me

Was that I didn’t scream.

All around the road I was on

There was nothing but dust and weeds.

But yet there was a darkness

That was more sinister than it seemed.

I felt a surge of wickedness

That I had never experienced before.

It was like a rush of water

As it continued its atrocious pour.

I looked from east to west as the thing slithered on

And I began to wonder when its body would end.

The dusty, grimy body that wallowed at my feet

Seemed to send a message that I never could repeat.

It seemed to mock my existence

Yet its own was in turmoil

For a mistake that caused its body

To stir up this dusty swirl.

I could not see its eyes

And his tail was hidden from me.

But one thing I did notice

Was that his longing was like a vast sea.

He longed for a way to get up off his belly

And run around again.

But no, oh serpent, you are condemned

To this life of misery.

Some of you might wonder

The background of this tale

And I will tell you now

About its mournful wail.

The body of the serpent was once a joyous thing

Until it was destroyed

In the power of a king.

The king that I speak of is actually a prince

But a ruler nonetheless

And that does make me wince.

He one day became jealous

Of the Master of all

And wanted to make His creation to stumble and fall.

So he came as a serpent, that poor little thing,

And tricked the maiden into believing

That she knew better than the rightful king.

She ate of the fruit of that forbidden tree

And she is condemned along with you and me.

But don’t worry and don’t fear

The rightful king is forgiving

To all that want to obey and hear.

So listen well to this tale

Before the serpent gets you too

That life is but a vapor

And this you should do.

Accept the Mighty Ruler as your Master of all

And save yourself from the serpent’s mournful call.

No matter what he says to try and get you

Once you are in the Creator’s hand

There is nothing he can do.

So lest you become prey for that snake

And wind up inside his coil,

Remember this tale and run away

To the Creator. And He will save you there.

For the Creator is the Master

And that is forever.