By: Arjan Wardekker
Dead is he who has no hope.
When this world has tied his rope.
In this bleak and empty place.
Life's but chaos, one big maze.
Angel mourns his broken wings.
Through his tears a sad song sings.
Lost in absence of the light.
Home is torn now from his sight.
In the Depts the angel fell.
In his quest to seek life's well.
Climbing to Where Eagles Cry.
Light Within, him vowed to fly.
Why does path to brightest light,
lead through deepest darkness' blight?
Now why can I, angel sighs,
see life only through dead eyes?
written on: 21-07-2004
Poem series "The Promise":
The Promise I: Through Dead Eyes
The Promise II: Sealed With A Kiss
The Promise III: Two Angels
The Promise IV: The Lightharp
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