there are demons

rising up

out of the ashes

angels

cannot keep them

at bay

cannot keep souls

out of harms way

on those days of hellfire

we listen for news

finally

we creep into bed

lying quiet

wond'ring if we would wake

or will acid rain come down

causing fire and shooting death rays

how can we rectify

all our deadly mistakes

if wise birds would sing

perhaps we'd see everything

in a different light

purity might wash our souls

make ev'ry eden

truly feel alright
  
  
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