The Golden Winged Angel Arrives

The Golden Winged Angel Arrives I saw a horse, its rider cloaked in flames galloping downhill into a stream. Creature was cursing, shouting out names evil living in that nightmare dream. Following, raced demons of various stripes clawing into defending soldiers true. Shouting darkened curses, vile evil types swearing death was mankind's due! Drinking blood of their victims slain eating, biting into human flesh. Feasting on gore and the cries of pain as the weak and fallen they thresh. I saw a winged demon fly into the mêlée each swoop crushing victims down. Coal black and so very massive was he with finger bones on his crown! Battle raged on, desperate was the fight death grew, as did agonizing cries. Carnage and misery ruled that dark night souls casted in hell as a crow flies. All seemed lost, miracle could only save those men battling dark forces. No bodies buried in a celebrated grave flesh eating, this menu's courses! I saw bright flash, thunder echoing sound demons instantly started to fall. Their black bodies sank into the ground upon a Golden angel's first call. Light had arrived to oppose darkest foes prayers had summoned this power. Demons lay about in their death throes faith gave victory in the last hour! With victory cry, Golden angel flew away survivors soon fell to bended knees. Victory race in, gallant men fell to pray God hears and acts on faithful pleas! Waking, found dream had indeed been true I saw specks of blood upon my bed. Yet, there found was an even better clue gold-dust glitter shining on my head! R. J. Lindley Feb. 25th, 1981