Angels stun us when alive, <br />The wings of death and life collide. <br />This day bespoke wonders for the speakers, <br />They were men so solid and hearty. <br />This day is a night to remember, so black, <br />Yet what do places bring except the speech. <br />Angelic help is not present, like the corners of bodies, <br />They are men who watch and listen <br />Like the sun has gleamed in the day. <br />My apostles shall gain an evil life <br />If they shun from the angels, <br />But our books stay, just like God.<br /><br />Naveed Akram<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angels-are-alive/
