The Fall of Michael

The angel Michael fell deep into his despair, he shed his wings of light, until he was bloodied and bare. Broken - he cursed all things, hope fled with his belief, he ripped his weapons from his sheathes, and turned them on the world. I sat with feathers twined in my hair, with sadness and kindness in my eyes I stared, and he saw right past me, As if I were never there, Broken – and wishing I could save the world. I unleashed my weapons, help them in my hands, and asked what use is love, If we even had a chance. He cut me with daggers on his tongue, I won't lie, I admit his sword stung, When he sliced them across my chest, I was almost touched with regret, but I knew my mission - I am love. I won't let him drowned in the dark. So I watched Michael fall and Gabriel too, I watched the Angels fight and I watched them lose, I saw darkness sweep, across their brows, I stayed silent and wept as I heard them call out. What could I do when the dark was nearly done, but wait till the sunrise to fill them with love, and the angel Michael fell deep into despair, I saw him become lost - I was there.