She prays
for the lost world
full of sin
yet somehow full of grace.
She whispers
He falls
War was held in his hands.
She sighs,
He dies.
The angels' light is forever lost,
through time,
it fades..
Evanesce like a spirit,
so shocked,
like the aegis once protecting
the sinners from themselves.
She cries
The world dies
A new one will be reborn
from the sad whispers
held within
her White Prayer....
A contest entry
- Anything Goes by Shancy Fayre.
700 points, ended January 5, 27 entries
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Comments
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great write...I really like the ending.
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A good poem. Thank you for entering. Shancy.
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Hmm...very spiritual a write...Her prayers are powerful...though seemingly lost...they make a difference....Powerful write of rhyme and flow...
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