Army of angels

A frozen street...with ice on every look u take
A baby child right in the middle...left there from mistake
He yells and screams until it hurts your ears
Bruised all over his tiny body of only a few years

All of a sudden from each corner silently appears
An army of angels coming to calm the child's tears
So many of them...with different looks and faces
Flying over the snowy ground,leaving no traces

Their wings are all so whitey and comprehensive
And the halo around them shines so intensive
That misleads your fascinated mind without even knowing
Kindness invades your mind when the cold wind is blowing

As they approach the baby...and try to save him
Some of the angels drop their halo...eyes seem so mean
They become reddish demons that fight with the real angels
Expressing so much evilness,spreading around only danger

So much blood stained the angels' wings once so white
They were destroyed each and every one in a merciless fight
Victorious demons watch proudly the kills they made
Pure angels...so mild and careful...memories that shall fade

The baby was the demons' cruel temptation
Which attracted those pure beings...the heavenly creations
It is just like the sinful attraction in our raw hearts
That makes good and evil fight...ramming into feelings like darts.

~© by Andra - thanks 4 looking~