how can she be so tender? <br />if no one can reach her <br />up so high on her pedestal <br /> <br />so high all alone. <br />how can she be so fragile? <br />how come momma' <br /> <br />it looks like she might just slip <br />see momma she's rocking back in forth like that <br />teasing her fate <br />maybe they cut her down <br /> <br />she might just fall from her cloud <br />and choke on her halo <br />a noose fit for one of such grace <br /> <br />see momma. <br /> <br />she fell. <br />fallen from her grace. <br /> <br />let's pluck the feathers from her back and breast <br />and crown her our god <br />spun from thorns of black and cobwebs of silver twine <br /> <br />tell me momma <br /> <br />tell me momma how come she's so tender <br />if no one can reach her <br />so high and mighty upon her throne of shit<br /><br />Miss Sushine Riots<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-but-an-angel-above-insects/
