Angels sleep out in the streets,
begging for change
or just a scrap of faith.
Whatever you've got in your pockets.
37 cents to catch the southbound train,
one prayer to brighten someones day.
It's all the same to them.
She wraps herself in broken wings,
but rain still finds its way
through all those feathers.
She fell down hard from heaven.
She remembers.
And always will.
Such a stark contrast to the anticipated imagery my own mind paints when I think about the people I've seen begging for change. Truly thought-provoking. Thank you for sharing this!
This was no mere illusion. Colin Chase Rand, pulled through a magical portal, landed in 1935 where the dust bowl and the Great Depression was destroying lives, and a serial killer was in their midst
Reindeer
She remembers."
And always will. Breath taking.