they would not send the angels to help us
through a sea of tears and the door is locked
on alice into the garden floats the little key
lost, lost without her
they would not send the angels to help us
or stay the executions even one more day.
one more day on your bright earth the
one you intended the one you gift-wrapped for us with
starlight brighter than tinsel tenderly
with your little leaves just coming out on
the vines of our houses
they burned it all down who would not send the
angels to help us
tho chained the angels each to each
and mocked their brilliance.
but you put the rainbow in their wings
in their wings that flew over the seas of ink
the poets died for
dying to say we loved your light Jehovah
they would not send the angels to help us
so You came yourself
mary angela douglas 14 january 2014
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