The angels fought like hell

To save themselves

When God fell;

We heard heaven crash

It came to be

At last –


You can’t erase history

They couldn’t cure that disease;


So when love’s labored truth

Fulfills destiny of the doomed

There’ll be no hands to hold

For selling out on our souls.


The angels finally gave

Their halos away

That hallowed day;

We saw their bridges burn

And how their conscious spurred

A sentence deserved –


They’ll never touch us again

Not even on our last breath;


So when our kingdom comes

No strength will be enough

To cool that place on fire

We thought would be denied for us.


All Rights Reserved (c) April 2017 John J Vinacci

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