There Are No Angels Here
There Are No Angels Here
Scraping around the vipers nest,
flaming swords and thrusting spear,
black spiders scuttle to the feast
but there are no angels here.
The dragon crawls into their veins,
hallucinogenic ecstasy or fear.
The demon bares his fangs to bite
and still there are no angels here.
The first-born rounded up and caged,
harvesting the mothers tear,
the innocents are slaughtered.
Yes, there are no angels here.
No Seraphim, no Nephilim,
no Archangel seen far or near -
God’s army keep their powder dry.
There are no avenging angels here.
The dead will rise in Babylon,
false prophets will snipe and sneer,
the doubters branded heretics.
There are no longer angels here.
Tangled up in their own strings
the puppets and the puppeteer.
God is dead and Satan lives
because there are no angels here.
The fool sits in the house of white,
Apocalyptic portents appear.
Despite claiming the hand of God
there were never any angels here.
Hazel ettridge
Thu 21st Jun 2018 21:04
Ian, a pleasure to read. Once upon a time i think angels were quite helpful, but the world today is just too much for them i think they're all at home knitting socks for soldiers.