Warring skys
I washed the blood from the empty sky,
As weeping angels fought and died.
Their wings all golden tipped,
Their swords a steel whip.
Many fell to rule in hell,
Many flew to an eternal hew.
As God commanded , with mankind stranded.
Worshiping what he told them to.
Michael harked, Lucifer embarked.
And good and evil was born here through.
Pray to him to not abandon,
For truth is in his memorandum.
As fleeting as the day is long.
His words permanently are strong.
Find the Lord, find the one.
And follow as the moon to sun.
For heaven weeps for the week.
And hell torments as such.
With Michael high a plan to seek.
And the devil always at your touch.
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Thank you for an interesting and enjoyable read and brightening up my day
Anytime. 🙂
You are very welcome
Biblically symbolic this poem touches on the themes of good and evil. Nicely written
Thank you Sorenbarrett for your interpretation.
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