Fallen

Fallen from skies above,

Angels cry as they lose their love.

From their creator our lord God.

Banished from Heaven, for lost the war,

to live as a Fallen forever more.

They live among us.

They are the forces in which we do not see,

that save us from evil and whats not meant to be.

Watching us as the days go by.

Helping us when they hear our cry.

So when times are bleak and hard to stand,

know that an Angel has your hand.

Testing your strenght and your love,

Is how the Fallen return to Heaven above.



(i got this poem idea off a book im reading, the book is about when God created man and gave us a soul, some angels became jealous that an animal got such a priceless gift. so the angel known as the Mornigstar or Lucifer built up an army of envyous angels and revolted against God. There was a war in heaven between those who were on gods side and those who opposed him. the opposing angels lost the war and were banished out of heaven to live on earth to see why the human race deserved a soul.)