Angels are withered,
Battered, like you.
Thrown to the dogs of society
Wings ripped anew.
Humans are punished
loved by few
Thrown to the dogs of society
Heads fixed askew.
Demons are tired
Spat out and chewed
Thrown to the dogs of society
Welcomed as crew.
Not meant to be political,
Except maybe a bit,
We are all just people
And life is tough ****.
Trying out something new and risky! lets see the reaction.
Still a bitter poem, apparently that's my style?
I promise i'm ok,
Kinda.
