Angels have a wish to be like their brothers, <br />They work and pray for themselves, <br />They are not the perfection of their brothers, <br />Cast out from whence they we were, <br />Conflict is a their power, <br /> <br />A sweeping mist clings to them forever, <br />Its stagnant stench reveals its darkness, <br />Breaking bonds of perfection, <br />Inflicting wounds, its anger bleeds jealousy, <br />They will always look up, <br /> <br />Angels of darkness, <br />Born from the light, <br />Brought up in the dark, <br />Death disguised and the leader, <br />They all transgress, <br /> <br /> <br />“All mankind beware! <br />They will try to find us. <br /> <br />Thrown down, <br />They hide their true face, <br /> <br />Recognise the stench, <br />They promise peace, but deliver agony and destruction, <br /> <br />Stay Away, <br /> <br />Run.” <br /> <br />These are angels that wish in the dark.<br /><br />Stewie Johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angels-of-darkness/
