I liked the angels better
When they had wings,
Lovely rosy faces,
And laughed like kids.
Now,
The angels have grown up,
And started making films
Where they play cynical roles
In which
They get involved with humans.
The angels have lost their souls
And they have fallen from Heaven
For the second time.
A lovely poem! I've met real angels, Ana, who have strengthened me with the depth of their laughter, their love. They didn't need wings. They didn't even know they were angels.
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