2020 Angels

Is it the angels or demons
That hold the spoon
Stirring the grey air
Of ominous clouds
Holding thunder
And lightening
A deluge of tears
Wind whipping
At the souls of Earth
Plucked into the storm
Of greed and discord
Balance and harmony lost
To the will of selfish man


It doesn’t matter who
The tables are turned
The world fights back
To try and restore
Equality to the scales
But still we choose
Fear instead of embrace
Terror mongering
And the same few
Bring the light
Calm and real solution
To the gusting turmoil
Lend balm
To the scars
From the shrapnel
Of this tornado
Tattered destruction
What remains
With a shimmer of hope
In the true clean-up crew
The silent soldiers
Self-deployed community
Unregulated by presiding shadows
Lurking to fill their bellies
With the chaos of distraction
From their despicable intent

Debbie Gravett © 2020.11.02

FOWC: Ominous
RDP: Spoon
Image by ArtTower from Pixabay

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