Up Above, Angels
A flurry of fists probed his belly
A shot to the jaw, his knees turned to jelly
A pair of hammers to his chest rived it in two
A jolt to his jaw stopped the bout
He was through
Up above angels, all astir and a-twitter
Aghast at man's lot ~ so brief and so bitter
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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