Flights of Angels

I do a lot of righting based upon true stories. This poems contains snapshots of each tragic experience. All of these happened here in my hometown of Baltimore, MD. . . very sad. Enjoy

May flights of angels lead them home...

 

Little Dontanian, gone to rest,
he succumbed to the asthma caught up in his chest;
A happy young boy who laughed and played,
God called him at seven (7) , we wish that he'd stayed.
But here with us is where suffering is endless,
tears flow like waterfalls and pain is endless.

 

So sail on Dontanian, claim your wings,
go live out your dreams and laugh and sing...
And may flights of angels lead you home.

 

May flights of angels lead you home...

 

In school, Ciara was her teacher's pride,
but after school she lived a nightmare - trapped inside,
a place that was supposed to be her happy home,
she endured being beaten and bruised, she felt so alone,
in her foster mom's care where she was starved to death,
only 73 pounds when she was laid to rest...
So many point fingers, but who takes the blame?
As a child was lost, we should all be ashamed.
Fifteen years old, a beautiful child,
forever blessed by God with an Eternal Smile,
and may flights of angels lead you home...

 

May flights of angels lead them home...

 

A fourteen (14)  year old boy, a mother's only son,
snatched violently away by a murderer's gun;
A fifteen-year-old (15)  girl
blessed with a good heart,
she endured being beaten
and raped and then
burned in a park.

 

A twenty-seven (27)  year old mother and her unborn son,
ripped away from this life before theirs had begun.
So much innocence lost, and who among us knows why?
Is it God's will that we be born to suffer and die?

 

An unanswered question but soon we'll be shown,
when flights of angels lead us home...

 

May flights of angels lead them home...

 

Carnell SR and Angela, LaWanda and Juan,
there are more names to this list of this family...gone-
Carnell JR and nine year old twins Kevin and Keith,
a family lost, trying to live, without any relief.
Drug pushers taking over, and this family pushed back,
the police said they should move, now who can explain that?
They survived one fire bomb and were trying to recover,
only two weeks later to be killed by another.
My words will never capture the horror they faced,
but their heroic endeavors, no fire will erase.
So to the Dawson Family, you did not die in vain,
In every breath that we take, we'll remember your names.

 

Preston and Eden Streets was your home on loan,
now flights of Angels lead you home...

 

May flights of Angels lead you home,
all of you who needlessly suffer and face,
the sins and trials of this world that diminish your faith;
When the evils of this world
spill out heartache
and blood,
do as the book of Romans says
and fight that evil with good.

 

The reward for your trials will
be eternal peace,
where love flows like a river
that even time cannot cease.

 

And may flights of angels lead you home...

 

To the green fields of Eternal Life,
where peace never ends and there is no strife,
where the water flows cool and refreshing
in a world made perfect by God's Eternal Blessings,
Where the innocent sing and their
never alone.

 

When flights of Angels lead them... home.

 

By: Nathaniel Booker
'Genius under Construction'

© Nathaniel Booker

Reviews

[M for Magicant]

tragic