The Angel and the Nothing

March 21, 2009
By jjlanum11 BRONZE, Sebastian, Florida
jjlanum11 BRONZE, Sebastian, Florida
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The Angel runs,
She runs from nothing
She fears that it is something
But it is not.
She cries at night,
Thinking about that Nothing
She hugs Her pillow tight
So close its like her mother,
Or what she can remember of her
The Angel is stuck on earth,
Always haunted by that Nothing
She thinks about it everyday,
She even carries a knife,
In case that that Nothing sneaks up on her.

The poor Angel can't run anymore,
That Nothing took away her legs.
She cant touch or feel anything,
The nothing took that away, too.
The beautiful Angel can't hear,
The horrible Nothing took it away.
The poor Angel can't see anything,
The Nothing stole her beautiful eyes.
The Angel tries to fly,
But the Nothing took her wings away.
Now she lays there,
Not moving, feeling, hearing, seeing, or flying.
The beautiful angel sat there,
Crying.
She cried until she couldn't anymore,
Until no more tears ran from her sightless eyes.
Then, God came down to that beautiful angel
And gave her back what the Nothing took from her.

She could run, feel, hear,see, and fly again.
The Nothing had lost.
She had won.
Now God looked down at her thankful face and
He offered her His hand,
Asking her to come with him.
She looked at him,
Wondering,
Thinking,
Waiting.
She knew that if she stayed,
The Nothing would take everything away from her,
Even her wings.
She knew that if she took up His offer,
The Nothing would never bother her again.
Despite how much she would miss,
She knew that she would lose,
And God wouldn't be able to help her again.
She grasped God's hand,
And flew away on her beautiful, golden wings.

The Nothing decided to leave her alone,
And try to take everything away from an Angel.
A beautiful, golden-winged angel.
Someone's beautiful, golden-winged Angel.

The author's comments:
This poem(well, sort of a story-poem) is meant to inspire people. To tell them that no matter what, God will be there.
I was inspired to write it after I had a vision of my grandmother, who passed away a few months ago. She is the angel, and Nothing is cancer. I don't know why I called it "Nothing", it just occuired to me as I wrote it.
I dedicate this to anyone who has lost a loved one to anything, or is dealing with a "Nothing".

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on Apr. 3 2010 at 10:35 pm
ShernayB. DIAMOND, Southfield, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
"Some things will never change"---Tupac

I feel like this is missing something. I cant really describe what it is, but to me, this seems rather redundant and lacking substance.


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