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An angel cried to an empty heaven;

To a God no longer real.

A woman cried a tear of blood;

The angel was a mother. 

An offering in exchange for a memory;

The power of a holy word.

"Amen my holy father."

A meaningless prayer was said aloud.

The angel's hope was lost.

The mother; no longer a believer.

Heaven never seemed so dead,

And a God never seemed so cruel.

A mother cried for mercy,

The angel inside her also wept.

The heavens blackened as she sang in pain,

A vengeful song of fear and hate. 

The mother seemed to lose herself;

And angels begged for forgiveness.

A child writhed in puddles of remorse,

Both condemned by such abominable God.