Look At Me

April 1, 2011
Look at me
I am not angel nor bird
The garland upon my scalp
Is not the heavenly halo you heard

The wings that span my back
Consists not of light feathers
But the heavy burdens set
Down hard across my shoulders

My mouth speaks not of song
I wail and plead for help
I stare you down with jeweled eyes
And hope for one brave enough to see me.

Hear me.
Sense me.
Look at me.
For even a fallen angel wishes
To return home.

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