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Jan 2013
Sleep my dearest child
Stop lying to yourself
And stop living in denial
From the day you left the womb
The white angel
Protected you, saved you from horror
Shield your eyes from the martyrs
He had a plan for you
We waited for you
We suffer for you
They rise from hells doors
The infant
How he laid on the floor
He saw us drown in our disparity
Fight to be on top
And let the others die at the bottom
He wanted more
As the heavens cried
Our feathers fell one by one
We saw the people drink the poison
We were once the voice of reason
Not us!
They needed someone
Your were best known
You frighten the smell of brimstone
Your brown hair
Your skin
Not like the others
He loved and cared
  Like a mother & father
Protecting us
Glowing like a ray of sunshine
Guarded us with a golden white halo
Wrapped around his vines
We slept and dreamed peacefully
We new his name
They did not care
They had no shame
They felt his wrath
They lost the game
He forgave them
We no longer lived in pain
Our beautiful dream
Became a nightmare
Now tortured on his torn crown
He weeps because he’s our
Friend
We cry this is the end
High upon the sky
Glowing angrily
Once a true beauty
Now cold & dead
Left behind
His last words,
Sleep my dearest children
It’s time to stop crying
My love for you is large like the ocean
Life is filled with terrible notions
Goodbye & farewell
I might be dead, but life is not over.
This is actually my first poem for 2013.
Mike Fashé
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