Symbolic

Symbolic. 

I've been in chains for so long now,

In the shade of the moon. 

As its reflection shown off the brick walls

And glistened off my sweat,

The fallen angles fell right in front of us. 

Everyday a new one tumbles. 

Their breath is as cold as ours,

With their wings clipped 

And the cage door left open. 

Distorted faces 

And a disjointed pace. 

They spit on us when they walk by

Cursed and beautiful, 

Even on the dark end of the highway.

I saw them run through the cornfields

Flames on their back, 

Snakes in their hair. 

I don't understand the symbolism 

If there is any.

Maybe they are just doing it for kicks.

 

To kill some time.

I've been tortured for so long now, 

In the midst of an eclipse 

Between the heavens and the singularity.

Amongst angles and men.

And I still can't point out whats so cryptic

Of creatures killing for fun.

I don't get the logic, 

But I don't question it either. 

Author's Note

Ignore grammar problems

Reviews

[Legolas]

Very good poem. I had a little trouble finding the meaning of the poem but oh well. It was well written