Wednesday, 27 November 2013

Angels Walk Among Us

Crushed condiments of happiness
Smiling back at you from table tops
Regimental lines prepare another charge
Marching to the beat of silken maidens

Those gentle hands of deliverance
Caress the lives of embittered souls
Their coats of many colours guiding traffic
Defensive paths rush from their hearts

Frailty strolls amongst us as a friend
Wicked hand it strikes from who knows where
Calm waters struck by random storms
Legions toil against the pain which takes its toll

For every one that falls, there’s one survives
For every one that suffers there are relieved
For every one that walks away unharmed
A battle hardened smile engulfs the world

© Fergus Martin

Nov 2013