Wounded AngelA Poem by Coyote Poetry
Wounded Angel
My sad friend. Please smile for me. Stay with me by the sea all night. Your world has fell apart. You don't know right from wrong. Desperate acts had left you feeling dirty and insulated from everyone. Please take my hand. Walk with a man who swims in s**t most of his life. Ain't no real Angels on this Earth. Only us struggling to make amends. We all must do things we are ashamed of. World isn't clean anymore. Not enough helping hands. Ain't no pity for the people in plight today. I know we get fatigue and humiliated to believing we are worthless and destitute. Broken Angel. Please take my hand. Walk with a contaminated man. Jaded kisses and broken promises had left me empty. The not so sweet taste of life has turn me bitter. The sad woman whisper. "I'm a dumping ground for men who want to use and abuse. I don't mean much to no-one." I touch her face. I tell her. "We must ascend from the malingering hell. Leave the one's who want you to beg for mercy." "Ain't no easy road. Sometime we must get up. Tell the world to back away." "Find a better path to be on. Kinder and better people." Please my broken Angel walk with me. Take my hand. The new day is rising from the East. Coyote Oct1986 © 2010 Coyote PoetryAuthor's Note
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Added on October 16, 2010Last Updated on October 16, 2010 AuthorCoyote PoetryMIAboutA Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remember .. more..Writing
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