Words Of Hope

One night in a graveyard of angels, I was walking, that night I saw an angel, saw her crying, her wings broken, torn, hurt, she was dying. Angel, such a beauty, fallen from the heavens' garden, I watched her soul escape in the little tears, to see her there, so deadly wounded, it was a burden, she was lost, fallen, dying, filled with fears. She was lying on the cold, white marble plate, to help her I tried, but I was too late, in the pool of blood, to die, was her fate. Angel stared at me, I heard her silent cries, a pale little form in such red blood, angel, so fragile with beautiful blue eyes, in rage I cried, for the next who shall die will be god. I took angel in my arms, loved, held her near, gave my warmth, words of hope I whispered in her ear, god will pay for this crime, my love, do not fear.