The Angel (a touchy subject)

by PunkyThespian - Libra

In the corner 
An angel crying
Remembering how
She started dieing.

She fell from heaven
And on earth was captured
She gave up all hope of the rapture
She was confined in the prison
To see no one
No matter what the season
Little by little she began to molt
Her glowing light began to fade
And her captors knew she was hurt

They let her out
But just for one day
They tied an invisible string to her
So she couldn’t get away

She ventured to the meadows
Where the skies were clear
No walls to close in around her
And nothing there to fear

She traveled far to get away
To find someway for her captors to pay

She found to city
It was dirty, ugly and pain was everywhere
She thought it was beautiful
Because she had never been anywhere

The people bumped her around
People cursed at her
Calling her a freak
She wanted to talk to someone
She wanted to see someone she could meet

Then she saw him
He was walking out of a bar
He looked as if he had grown in the city
She thought hey it’s worthwhile
He ignored her and pushed her out of the way

She tripped and fell
And when she looked up there was a shadow blocking her was
It was a man
He was dressed in black
His face looked depressed and sad
As if something had been taken away from him
He looked at her and smiled
Reaching out his hands to help her up
She thought to herself that
He didn’t care to notice her white gown
And her enormous wings
And her halo that stayed right above her head
He didn’t ask her anything
Just if she needed help up

They started walking
He asked if she wanted a cappuccino from the coffee shop
They went

She asked questions and he told her all about the city
How the life here wasn’t that grand 
And the dirty work isn’t that pretty
He told her about love and hate
Greed and pain
He asked nothing when she cried

It was getting late
And she could feel the string being pulled inside
She said goodbye and kissed him
Then she realized he was blind

As she walked away
She stopped in an alley
Where she ripped her gown to shreds
Exposing her white innocent body
She tore at her wings
Ripping them off
She staggered up
Feeling the warm blood run down her back
She fell in the city slime 
She didn’t want to leave the alley
This was her home now
Her place
The string tugged at her
She could hear in the distance
Her captors were calling
But she never wanted to go back
She was known to everything now

She sat there in the corner
Of the alley
Dieing


 
Birth sign: Libra
Date created: 2002-04-18 21:22:00
Last updated: 2021-04-14 17:18:16
Poem ID: 69258

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