Their Last Estate Within Tears
[Exasperation! who can love as this poet?
A host to the heavens and bleeding life?
Conferring words as exchange between God -
angels and mankind?"\]
How his body will end up in dark spaces
and small places -- Palid, stiff, naked!
Yes, jokes! I do make them! Ah! When I
hear these angels speak! Ha! The ones
who left divine dwellings for this rock
called Earth! My fallen 'friends' upon
this clay! Becoming nothing at all!
How they dared! Leaving the brilliant
living light for darker regions.
To what unknown region borne, wilt thou now
wing thy distant flight?
Anguished and empty but can hear and see
humanity grow -- they: pale, cheerless,
and forlon!
:: 09.15.2021 ::
Copyright © Ernest Robles | Year Posted 2021
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