Above the citadel, a flock of angels descend
(Which is quite a feat in itself).
They argue: Love him! Smite him!
They hover
They swoop
They go loop-the-loop
Call headquarters! The commandment comes:
"Love him"
But the varmint is long gone by then
And the angels retreat to the bar
for a seminar.
To smite!
To love!
They raise their glasses to Love
and toast to the work before them.
"Tomorrow is another day!"
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| The Confused Angels 02-10-16 mixed media |
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