Broken Angel
Broken Angel
Broken angel, beyond repair.
Your words empty echoes in a heart that you once ruled.
The mask removed, you stand revealed,
Your tawdry golden crown clutched,
Streaks of tarnish running into the dust
Beneath you.
Your court applauds you, but all I hear
Are your own words, which betrayed you.
Rambling indictment of your crumbling virtue,
Stripping you bare, revealed—sugar and vinegar
Mixed together.
Nobility? Never.
I mourn the you I thought I knew.
And sadness seeps into my very bones.
A disappointment never to be remedied.
Disillusioned by reality.
I wish I’d never known you better.
And felt this loss.
Mari Sloan
Copyright 2/2011
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