Leftover Leaves

Was Satan excommunicated and all that?

Or did he leave of his own volition?

Pack his suitcase full of fire and some underclothes

When no angel would sign his petition?

The leftover leaves are the ones I love 

The ones who chase me where the 

Blackbirds congregate in public prayer 

And I know they know which one is the Rabbi

Though each bird in figure and form

Resembles all of the others;

So it is and so it has been a long

Time which is what I would say 

Were you to ask:

How long could you last in my smile? 

Reviews

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Deep and pondering, well done

[Aka_Kitsune]

this is wonderful, your intro presents the poem excellently :D