Silent lions roar

their anger squelched

 

Cupid has his bow

poised to strike

 

God's over there

sitting on a chair

 

Angels drop their arms

in mute acceptance

 

Stone Henge, a romance

ripped away

 

Demons squat on buildings

quietly they fight

 

Her eyes are stone

 

A head would groan__

 

With the weight of them.

 

 

RavenHeart~/MyMother