Fallen Angels
I do not belive in them
But there are gods amongst us
Covering their ears
Trying to block out the sins of this world banging against their skulls
I am no saint
But I wish I could be your angel
Clipped wings or not
I wish I could open your eyes to just how beautiful you are
Crippled limbs and broken halos
I wish I could uncover those hazel orbs
And protect you from these sins
For you deserve more than this world
And their unholy ways
This poem is about:
My community
Our world