Poetry: A Falling Angel's Reflections on His Time Here on Earth, When He Strayed From His Mission at Hand
"An Injured Soldier"
As I sit and ponder the incurring sentences
Of my time on this earthly plain; for all of my insurrections
While in my fathers army; I was a miss guided youth
Of many years in need; to be reprieved
From my uncertainties; and my indiscretions
I followed the others like a goat on a rope
I had no thoughts of my own and I liked it that way
Then one day you came flittering by
With flowers in your hair; love struck, stars in your eyes
You made my heart leap through my hardened breast plate
I dropped my sword, my spear, and shield, I took my helmet off
I was defenseless
I began to have thoughts of my very own
I walked upright and fearless
Then you left, stuck my heart on a spit
And slow roasted it over a pit of sorrow
Hotter than any hell’s fire
My darling Sprite, you were such a delight
No matter the cost, I’d suffer it all over again
A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man
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