Angelic Darkness

Mary had a little lamb, snow at her feet,

Joseph had his wise men who followed

 the stars, ending in sin.

 Those little doves rushing in, blessings are saying, FAKE!

 Herding the flock in to praise upward...

 The sky is my feast.

 Brushing footprints that are no longer there.

 Join us or thou shall go to Hell!

 I would rather praise my own crops.

 Weep thy tears and I will shed fur.

 Come here little Red, I can fool you too.

 I can reap my own blood as well as yours.

North, South, East, West,

I can trace silhouettes in chalk, look at someone

 whispering to their demons, pretending I am good, I am great.

 Come on, hurry now, I have a message for you.....

 You need to step into the white veil, see the ghosts that now walk free.

 Don't judge us for not walking in the light, telling me what you think I need,

 for my eyes stay open and I see... I see angels, miracles without your touch.

My poets faze you will never understand.

So, go little lamb, go for your sacrifice, for I was lost long ago.