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'Angels fall; Angels true' timothy r gates, 3/11/2008

angels fall:
some are said to fall,
some are told they've fallen,
some don't know why they've not fallen;
some simply weep, praying for redemption
-not their own, but ours,
us who do not weep,
who've never fallen,
who've claimed all for themselves,
unable to see the blood-stained tears.
angels, swift to aid,
not seen, save by
children
those well aged
those of slower, so to speak, minds
those of warm hearts
those whose pain hasn't killed them
and,
those who dare to behold Beauty,
not giving a damn or blessed
whether angels are real or illusions,
only that they are true.
Falling,
I prayed for success,
an angel who knew my tears, flew
-my unsaid words for rescue,
on this messenger's wings landed.
vicarious,
like children
those well aged
those of slower, so to speak, minds
those of warm hearts
those whose pain hasn't killed them
and,
those who dare to behold Beauty.
angels fall
taking flight, again
when our need surpasses our greed,
and they're not able to weep any longer.