Fallen Angel

Fallen angel, now bereft
Of breath and beating heart,
On whose countenance have wept
The souls whom death did part.

Behold, still the angel now,
Asleep astride the grave,
With untroubled, quiet brow
On silken cloth she lay.

Piously bespeak her past
And urge that life renew,
Yet this angel’s not the last,
Other angels fall now too.

Hatred clips the angel’s wings,
Then spite provokes the fall,
And the darkness that they bring
Can silence the angel’s call.

Ward with care the angels well
And raise them in your way;
Beware the dark that would tell
An angel to fall today.


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