The Fall of Michael
The angel Michael fell deep into his despair,
he shed his wings of light,
until he was bloodied and bare.
Broken - he cursed all things,
hope fled with his belief,
he ripped his weapons from his sheathes,
and turned them on the world.
I sat with feathers twined in my hair,
with sadness and kindness in my eyes I stared,
and he saw right past me,
As if I were never there,
Broken – and wishing I could save the world.
I unleashed my weapons,
help them in my hands,
and asked what use is love,
If we even had a chance.
He cut me with daggers on his tongue,
I won't lie, I admit his sword stung,
When he sliced them across my chest,
I was almost touched with regret,
but I knew my mission - I am love.
I won't let him drowned in the dark.
So I watched Michael fall and Gabriel too,
I watched the Angels fight and I watched them lose,
I saw darkness sweep, across their brows,
I stayed silent and wept as I heard them call out.
What could I do when the dark was nearly done,
but wait till the sunrise to fill them with love,
and the angel Michael fell deep into despair,
I saw him become lost - I was there.
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