Hidden angles

For why must I see such angels wandering among us

most just break these angels to the point 

these angels wish to spread their wings and fly home

i wish I could hug something so pure and apology for mankind 

but pain can block out everything even a caring heart 

but I must admit I am no angel but at least I try

for if I do not wander here in this world 

who else would be willing to love them and guide them

but I know I am not alone there are rare others like myself

bound here for all eternity

until our day comes for our judgment day of mankind 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

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