The Heavenly Choir

 
Drowning out the noise
stellar symphonics vibrate
reverberating the sadness

Sleep little sensitivity
insecure cycles revolve around stress
and anxious rebellion stirs the toxic thoughts
Installations of reflex mutate
while the radio plays

The Earthly tune changes
emitting distress
the congregation gathers
The wolves wag their tongues
seeking to consume on the ether

So tiny hope flags down an angel flying solo
mischief nods and resumes her song
sounding bitterly off key

To everyone but her heavenly Father