Sylvia Chika Poet Free verse

Angel Unemployed

He sat on the floor
He was tired of the struggle
The toiling
The hustle
He needed a change
But did nothing but sulk
This had gone on for so long
He felt so alone
Unwilling to tell
Unwilling to ask
He just sat there… feeling discouraged


His angel sat there with him
Unemployed and fat
He was waiting
Waiting for his own to make a move
Speak the Word
Give him a task
But he got none
So he just sat there with him
Chewing on muffins
Humming a hymn


By Sylvia Chika
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Eric Boddie November 13, 2015 at 1:01 PM if we take the first step, He Will Guide us through the rest....that is the plan that will make us our very best....because we know so little even though we foolishly think it's much....that unemployed Angel was just waiting to become the crutch....that would keep the man sitting from experiencing a fall....at least that's how I see this, he just didn't hear the Call....I Love this Sylvia....;) Sylvia Chika November 13, 2015 at 1:04 PM Thank you so much Eric! Glad you love it. Kindly visit my blog for more poems... www.sylviachika.blogspot.com