The wings of an angel
The wings of an angel
Are as fragile as a beating heart
Because for every time we cause it grief
It begins to tear itself apart
Lighter than a feather
And as white as their tears
Nothing can destroy the wings of an angel
Nothing but our fear
But this is the reality
For a fear has become a truth
Because all of our angels
Have disappeared
We have committed an unspeakable crime
An irreversible theft
We have stolen the wings of our angels
And now they have nothing left
Some will never forgive our evil
And wingless they will always remain
But many have pardoned our mistakes
They simply want to end the pain
They wish to find their wings again
To once again take flight
To soar through the skies high above
And touch the stars at night
But this is only a dream to them
A fantasy if you will
Because they know what we are
They know we will never be still
We will never stop
Not until the seas turn to blood and the sky to fire
They will watch as history repeats itself
As the world attempts something dire
But their wings have already been stolen
Their lives now only remain
But in the end, this is you
And this is me
We are one the same
We are the ones that will watch and suffer
And at the same time agree
We will accept full responsibility
And yet we will deny it and say we were led astray
Because such is the way we live
To always look the other way
But it was not always like this
The lies and deceit
Once we were angels
Once we were complete
But now things have changed
A greater evil has rooted in our minds
For we have stolen our own wings
And we have lifted the clouding blinds
This world was never meant to save us
But was never meant to die
But when it does and takes it with us
We will never be able to fly
-Nick C.
There I go again, me and man, criticizes him in all my glory. Anyway post your comments and by the way, either you guys having been doing nothing all break or you don’t know how to post on my blog! Click on the little words that say “No Comments” or X number of comments right below the title of the post and click on it! Then you go to the bottom and type in your comments! Jeez people!
P.S You don’t have to believe in angels or be religious at all to understand this poem, it’s just metaphorical (I hope I spelled that right)
P.S.S This is the first time I’ve written a “P.S” or a “P.S.S”
