The Ape of an Angel

He, living by the sword,
Was destined to die from its many cut
The heaven gates opened,
Swallowed him into its abode
He remained amazed,
The glory he had never seen
Harps and harps were played
He crying, saw his mistakes
For before the time that was now
He had died a million times before
Life knowing, he would listen
Even to times of many deaths

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6 thoughts on “The Ape of an Angel

  1. Nice reading about you

    Thanks for visiting my blog. Be in touch. Browse through the category sections, I feel you may find something of your interest.

    1. It was first “the ape of the angel in us,” I got that from a book that claims to be balanced but still excludes our history. So I tweaked it, and made the proper balance. False historians and their silly antics

      1. Interestingly enough it makes more sense to me untweaked. They may have excluded our-story, but they stole their-story from us. I am all for looking for the Gods inside myself.

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