Angel

From a distance the sound of feathers

A whole host of words whispered

As if you haven't already heard its saving message

In silence we become unshackled

From this bitter place of cold ego's

Then angel spreads her wings on windows peak

She keeps silent from inside her a swell

At its cold whispers haunting to dwell

Many keep to themselves not wanting to be alone

Then cold chill sends a rage down my spine

In time the sun heats up on waters side

Many a demon would run away & hide

Angel surrenders onto its night scene

A brandished web of forbidden design

For some the angel would lie and wait to deceive

In triumph sounds of musical beings

We our still here to ignite its flame

Out on the playing field we have no game

When our generation dies so does the other

The angel of darkness inhabits light

Shackled by a memory on a certain plight !