Behold… here I am..
I am down from this vortex, with my wings spread..
In this night, I have turned to day..
If I wanted to I could blow these buildings away..
I came to earth to check it out..
Looks like rubble in these stoned up towns..
The people that are here, is frighten and scared..
Why are they shooting at my when I’m flying through the air?
I said a prayed to my Lord..
He brewed up one of the biggest greatest storms ..
Then I gather my animals so I can save them from earth..
I hope the people that was scared of me can swim to dry dirt..
A contest entry
- Picture Inspiration Contest #6 by Ethereal One.
600 points, ended July 28, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Your words create some very strong images and emotions. It would probably be very frightening to see this angel, and you expressed this well here.
Thank you for your entry, and good luck!
Ethereal One
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