Curse of the Angels
What kind of curse is it to be an angel?
No will to have except that,
Which is not yours.
A servant eternal until that time,
You are not needed.
Merciful and merciless in equal measure,
As long as the Will be Done.
Power unsurpassed given to you,
To be used only for others.
Eyeless sight forever watching,
The horrors of life below.
Knowing only what you are meant to know,
Never to be anything more.
What kind of curse is it,
To be an angel?
To be condemned,
Until your end.
Copyright © Evan Griffin | Year Posted 2016
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