At Your Service
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would you have angels kneel
their feathers touch the ground
pinions form ramps so minuscule beings
might transcend glass metropolises
urban hovels and over-flowing gutters
to tromp about the heavens
like Icarus, but wingless
soon scorched just the same
how did the angel get his wings
did he demand his plumes
did he roll around in the muck
so sticks and dead leaves would mimic plumage
from a afar it’s hard to tell the difference
the faux, the knock-offs, from the genuine
but good luck flying that way
the only thing taking to air
will be the stench of decaying detritus
would you have angel’s kneel
their feathers touch the ground
because for you, they might
soon there will be no more angels aloft
only minuscule beings like you
treading upon their bended spines
how did the angel get his wings
by never asking anyone to kneel
so he could gain a better a view
the angel got his wings
with faith he could fly
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At Your Service is copyright Pryde Foltz
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what a nice piece of writing, i really enjoyed this poem
Looking forward in reading more poem from you
Beautiful, I really admire you and the way you master the writing. Well done, Pryde!
Thank you, Isabel:)
And just upvoted all of your recent post. I have been busy lately, but I always check your post time to time :)A very nice poem @prydefoltz!
Thank you, brokeman:)