Sinner

kinda sad...

The angel coughs

And slowly turns its head.

It’s dying.

 

The flowers bloom

But withering slowly

They fold in upon themselves

Dead or dying

The smell of decay fumes from below

An innocent is paying the price

For another’s deadly sin.

 

The angel smiles at those surrounding it

Halo flickering on and off

Unsure as to what exactly

They are expected to do�"

The spectators crowd around their fallen comrade

Lost and disbelieving.

 

The flames tear through a forest

Trees crying out in agony

As it burns and devours lives

The fire smiles

Its work is nearly done.

 

The angel raises a hand

A farewell to those who care

For each cough brings up blood

And it’s slowly growing weaker

Strength dwindling away

Until even its reserves have nothing left

Nothing with which it might pay the price life demands

A heavy debt to have.

 

A baby cries, alone

Screaming to deaf ears

An innocent has died

While the one to commit

The deadly sin

Lives.

Reviews

[The Analog Kid]

Nice take on the life cycle. The twist making the dying the innocent and the newborn the sinner. The is a lot more that can be pulled from this poem. It reminds me of the song by Live, "Lightening Crashes." Very thought provoking!

[Matthew Kult]

Sad and Tormenting.

Excellent.

Matthew