I'M Just a Fallen Angel
Just recently my father told me it's time
Hey Son, amend such destruction abound
Surface fuelled antenna your mind will become
Out of the black into the blue will be you
Please admire the surrounds your now in
Beggaring belief that it was their sanctuary be
Chances, they've had chances, look now
Is this what's left, please tell thee!
Indeed father, all I'm seeing is destructive spread
Selected twisted torn amidst lifeless strewn
No care for around or even family born
Iconic, their iconic having lost their groomed
Tell me, what shall I do for it's always your blamed
Firing salvo's South and yet your cast aside
It matters no more Son, for I'll ever be shamed
I'm just a fallen Angel, of which they can't abide
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2017
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