Demons and Angels - the Battle
Darkness,
Demons
Everywhere.
Lightness,
Angels
in the square.
The battle begins.
The angels sit still.
The demons swoop down,
Go in for the kill.
They scream and squawk.
Their coming near.
The angels sit still.
Without any fear.
The demons dive down.
Their aim is exact.
They reach the angels,
and make contact
Then sparks fly and flames roar..
around the angels,
they made their score.
Then the angels step out of the fire and flames,
Not a hair on there head has been rearranged.
They lift up their wings.
A soft wind begins to blow.
Then a beautiful light from within them
Begins to glow.
The demons are blinded by this beautiful light.
Their body’s are melting they can’t put up a fight.
The angels are floating and watching them fall
Now they are teaching us all..
When evil is confronted from the light that’s within
It will outshine it, cause LOVE makes us win.
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