The truth is such a funny thing
Absolute yet so flighty
Something his hands had promised
and the serpent was granted entry
What do you do once in the trap?
Going down down down
The air can be trapped by the ground
down down down to take
Angel came down to risk love
(little did she know)
A chance to rest her wings
(flight gets so lonley)
Promise of truth had held her bound
(His tongue's quiet violation)
Feather by feather, slowly taken
Till, wingless she lay, left to desolation
Lying there motionless
He was ready to take
Innocent, naive, she didn't know
she was eaten by the snake
Angel came down to risk love
(little did she know)
A chance to rest her wings
(flight gets so lonley)
Promise of truth had held her bound
(His tongue's quiet violation)
Feather by feather, slowly taken
Till, wingless she lay, left to desolation
Why oh Angel
did you let yourself be deceived?
You knew all along how this would end
and now you're left alone to grieve
Very good poem but it makes me sad. I'm waiting for the one where the angel soars again, in joyous flight.
ReplyDeleteI've been there for sure. But thankfully it's always possible to fly again. The man upstairs knows how to help.
ReplyDeleteYou rock at this lyrical, poetic stuff :)