Fall from on high
By AJ O’Brien.
A thousand blazing suns
from galaxies unknown
erupted from his eyes
and falling toward emptiness
he dreams forever of his demise.
So the keeper of sorrows
held sadness at bay
as he collected the tears
of the lost and lonely,
on that terrible day.
For an Angel of God
a crimson liquid shadow
has fallen from grace,
and banished from above
to reside beneath our mortal race.
