What Do the Angels Think?A Poem by Jared
We live.
We die. Everyday,millions prosper and perish. Everyday,we gamble with the velvet red dice of life,enticing and beautiful. Everyday, we kill each other,with the tools of gun and fire. Everyday,we destroy each other with our poisonous words. Everyday,we steal,we cheat and lie in hopes of saving ourselves. Amidst this cold,cruel world filled with all this evil...what is there to live for? Live for the charity workers. Live for the teachers. Live for the sunsets. Live for dreams. I can't help wondering... What do the Angels think of us?
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