Angel Clippings

He’s about to clip her wings

she has not seen

the devil in him

nor has ugly surfaced

his twin.

Time will pass

darkness will set in

when life becomes a burden

hard to fathom

then love will become

a struggle, a match struck

watching in horror the flames

of what once was true

now burns with blame

searching for hope

tossing a rope that falls

short of reach

and angels cry as

another one falls to despair

beyond repair.