Angels

Angels, where are the angels? they say, What is the world coming to ,they say, Everyone is searching for some miracle. Miracles…oh! You pathetic man, Why waste your time in searching For miracles and angels. Just look within you There he lives the angel of your soul. He is true and pure, And so helpless. His space is shared with the Devil. The devil who is more powerful, It is he who is with you On your path of life. You fight and you tease You kill and you cheat Each time along with him But there are moments Moments when you are alone In the dark of the night When the angels knock at your door And it is in your heart that you find The angel with purity and truth Waiting, waiting for you to help him out You’re ashamed and you’re sad And you pledge to let him out in the morning But when it is dawn The first thing you do Is lie to yourself in front of the mirror Then you lie to your wife And then to your boss And then it goes on… By and by you choke the angels To death within yourself And then spend the rest of your life Looking for the angel Searching for the miracle