Wing And A Prayer
Cunning tightens chains
Lies thrusting without mercy
Kiss turns red blood black.
—-
Captor’s system glows
Feelings adroitly channeled
Prisoner in “love”
—
Unlikely allies,
Souls linked with gossamer wings,
Fighting for this one.
—-
This one’s a trophy,
His demise, enemy’s goal.
But he has a choice.
—-
Lamp on fumes, wings weak
As They tarry, to bring him
Back to his life pack.
satan’s campaign ads are masterfully misleading, and you don’t get to see the harsh reality until you have voted.
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Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. ❤️
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