It floods your being
  Like the ongoing struggle
                between the angel and man
                                               Falling into existence           not knowing
             who               or                   why
As the questions set off a chemical reaction
                                      inside your brain
your mom             encloses you
                                                        keeps­ you safe from the angels
       "Its not natural that we're here"
                                        she says &                doesn't skip a beat
                         "Religion is a portal in time          like           Chernobyl or accepting       that it's ok to die"