Messenger of Hope

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Messenger of Hope

I'm an angel without the wings

But I try to mend all the broken things

There is no golden halo upon my head

Just a simple soul living among the dead

I see much decay and so much ruin

Human life, is all too confusing

A long time ago my confidence was beaten in

I fell in love with a fool, my wings withered off since then

But I resist against pain with what I have left

My hands of hope I give to the depressed

And my heart of courage still stands true

Despite all of the things we make black and blue

Just subtract away your broken faith

And the end result is something great

Unite your hands with the fallen down

Look ahead, pay no attention to the joking clowns

Fixing what is broken is not all that hard

Toss away those broken memories as if they were shards

And when temptation comes look the other way

Leave that whore in her bed, she's only a masquerade

Please listen to what I have to say

My lessons keep you alive and well to face another day

You see, for every soul I manage to save

My feathers grow back and once again, begin to take shape

Comments (1)

Posted by CELL 05-10-2008 21:41,   ... I thought this one would be different  from your other most recent poems, but  it isn't. it's a bit more subtle, but it is   expressing much of the same emotion  the others are... this is weird, but it's almost   as if you'd like this to be true, but it's not,   it's reaching towards breaking past some  hardship, but it is not succeeding...  it is really good though. as I've said   before, you are quite agile with pulling  stanzas together (and even in rhyming format).   » Report this comment to administrator » Reply to this comment...

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