Piercing The Sky, A Book of My Poems
Author: Neil Evans

Chapter 29
The Angel

This poem even I do not understand. I wrote what came to mind, hardly understanding what it said. I still don't understand. Would anybody care to tell me? August 4th, 2010 The Angel

Cigarettes of an angel's crimson wings
Shining bright hallucinations of love and pain
He brings hate and bliss everlasting
Worlds destroyed and gods conquered
He stops not, his feeding is lust
Feel the pain, sloth, love, bliss, and hate
Non-consensual lust brings power and sanity
Glints of sunlight burn the angel
As he walks crossed the blood-coated ice
Tears of mahogany and onyx streak down his cheeks
He flips a hand and his wings burn in water
A simple wave and a hellish smile
He disappears into a slumber of greedy vengeance
In another seven years he shall feast again
superbia, avaritia, luxuria, invidia, gula, ira, acedia
His regime and his alone, burning mankind with its own ice


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