Angels Crying
There’s an angel crying in the dark
Watching a young man, as he falls apart
Nothing to do – Nothing to say
The only comfort is that help is on the way
There’s an angel crying by the stream
That came from the river that is a beast
Everyone watching, talking, and crying
Until they rode up with his body there lying
There’s an angel crying in the clouds
As they say his name out loud
Joy is filled, Love is true
Angel is smiling, For he knew the truth
-Sometimes in Life
it takes a tear to overcome
Death, Sin, and Hatred
of my brothers and sisters in love
and the Angel cries
and the Angel feels
watching and realizing that our life is real
Our Life is Real
It’s not make believe
It’s not Fantasy
It is not your Dreams
It is what you feel
Our Life is Real
Our Lives are Real -
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