Tears Of Blood

Angels crying tears of blood

They cause the winds that blow

To make us fear, to make us run

They do it all for show


They envy use, those angels do

For flesh and love and rain

They watch us from on high and see

Us drowning in our pain


We anger them with our inaction

Enrage them with our noise

For we can live and they can not

For they are just God's toys


They cannot see how we can just

Let sorrow hold us down

When everywhere there's beauty

If we would only look around


So cry they will, and shred their wings

Or fly into the sun

For they all wish to be like us

To show us how it's done

The End

0 comments about this poem Feed