Falling angels, rising demons
Held still by the hearts of men
Which is good and which is evil?
Still we cannot guess
To much knowledge
Bred of ignornace
Define whats right or wrong
Faith, the servant
Forever guiding
Left us long ago
Here we are lost in confusion
Free will has run amok
Deafened to Gods great call
And blind to the devils work
A lonely quest with inevitable end
The only truth in sight
The angels cry while the demons laugh
As they watch humanitys lament
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Author:
Saxon Crow (
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Favourite poem this week by a lomg shot. You are a pure talent taht deserves more attention.
Thank you for such high praise! Thank you for takkng the time to read my poem
Wonderful words SC and so apt in these Strange Times.
Andy
Thanks Andy. Yes, these are the strangest of times
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