My Plea to the Angels

When the angels came,
I begged them “Please don’t take her,
She still has so much life to live,
She never saw me in the boat,
Which she helped to buy,
She never saw the forgiveness,
That she deserved so much.
She never was accepted,
Even by those she loved.
There is so much she never got to do,
So this is why I beg you,
Please don’t take her.”
But all they said to me in reply was this,
“You silly boy her time is come,
She has to leave you now.
We know she never saw these things,
But the Lord won’t make exceptions,
For who gets to stay behind,
Her time is up, she has to go,
We cannot let her stay.”
And so I wept, as only one
Whose heart was torn in two could weep.
When the angels saw the tears,
They too began to cry.
And so I made one final plea,
To stay by my auntie’s side.
“Oh please, if you can’t let her stay,
Then take me with you too.
I’ll leave this world to stay with her,
I will die with her today.”
The angels’ hearts were touched,
But again they said to me,
“We came to take only her,
And only her we’ll take.”
With that they left me all alone,
In the empty room.
I knew that she was gone.
She was beyond my reach,
She was with the angels.

Tell Me True

You say you love me,
You say it all the time.
But your eyes betray the truth.
You lie.
You tell me that you need me,
You tell me that you care,
But your actions betray the truth.
You lie.
So the next time someone tells you that they love you,
Don’t respond to them in kind.
Tell them true.
Tell them that they mean nothing,
Tell them you don’t care.
Tell them that they are just another
Fleeting flippant fancy.
So next time you say “I love you.”
To some poor foolish man.
You’ll hear me in your head.
You’ll hear me say
“You lie.”

Bluebell Woods

While walking through the woods,
I entered a magic land.
The trees arched high above,
A blue carpet stretched below.
The swaying bluebells caught my eye,
They were so happy growing there,
They lived a life so free of pain,
They made all creatures happy,
They could turn sadness into joy.
Amid these flowers I found my solace,
For a loss that broke my heart.
They greeted me with smiling faces,
That beautiful foliage embraced me.
And so I sat amid the bluebells,
In the bluebell woods.
They made me laugh, they dried my tears.
Then from the flowers came a nymph,
Who spoke to me in a gentle voice,
She told me that she knew my broken heart,
She took me away to mend it,
I went gladly away with her.
We lay amid the bluebells,
We laughed till we were hoarse.
And so her love healed my broken heart.
We were together, forever happy,
Within the bluebell woods.
Forever more I stayed with her.
Within the bluebell woods.
No more did sadness hurt me,
No more was my heart to break,
For with her love she strengthened me,
Within the bluebell woods.
And so under the oak’s mighty bows
We were joined together,
The bluebell nymph and I,
Forever we would be together,
Within the bluebell woods.

Crying Tears of Hate

We, the thousand tortured souls,
Who labor under you, the despot,
The destroyer of dreams and hope.
We curse you, we damn you.
You scorn us for weeping,
For pitying ourselves.
But to you I’ll tell our secret.
We do not mourn our fates,
We do not weep for sadness,
We are crying tears of hate.
With every tear that falls,
Your own fall does approach,
For we have faith, our sacrifice,
Is not in vain for He, our Lord,
Will save and deliver us from you.
So when you see us weeping,
No longer will you laugh,
Your heart will tremble in terror,
For you now know,
That we the thousand tortured souls,
Who labor under you,
Will destroy you, for we are not alone.
We have Faith.

The Gift

“When I’m in heaven boy,
To you I’ll send a gift.
A gift not wrapped in shiny,
Colored paper,
Nor tied up with a bow.
But it is a gift of greatest worth.
It is the gift of Faith,
And to you I’ll send it soon.
With Faith all things are possible,
Like a key your Faith will be,
Unlocking a thousand possibilities.
And will you cherish this gift,
For which I sacrifice myself?”
“Oh yes” did I reply.
And so he passed away,
I grieved and wept at my loss,
But yet I knew, for I had Faith,
That he and all those who I had lost,
Were in a better place.

Wait for Me

When you ran out ahead,
I called out “Wait for me!”
You merely turned around and laughed,
And ran right on ahead.
I tried to stop you,
But listen you would not.
You ran right on ahead,
Into to Death’s wide open arms.
You struggled for a little while,
But he held fast and then,
You went away with him,
Leaving me behind.
But what would have happened if,
You had listened when I said,
“Wait for me!”

Charon's Ferry

By the shores of the Styx we wail and weep
Our broken hearts, our shattered dreams, our tears
All mingle and fall into those dark waters.
Shades, our lost companions beckon us onward,
Colors fade, the light grows dim.
We are gone; we have left others to take our place

To mourn and weep by the banks of the Styx.