An Angel Who Won His Wings Back
I have been on this world enough to win my wings
The Creator of all is coming down to see if wasn't that mean
Last time he checked on me I didn't make it to that last minute,
at the operating room and had to leave the scene and
join my little angel brothers clueless and hopessly with my mind diminished.
From the beginning of times I was there to see Satan fall to the pit of hell
His tail cut through my senses and almost took me away
from my Lord and all my little friends
My Lord almighty, sent me back to our legion of Cherubs , little angels and all.
In due time, I became a host to those babies that were rejected by this nasty world
I saw myself playing with other angels around scented walls
after a while, I recognized them as the places where humans end their final hours
Felt the breeze of my wings, chasing my silly friends through windows and flowers
smiling, we ended up breaking little statues or things that don't matter.
But a few hours ago the Lord came to me and told it was time... unless!
Why Lord of mine; why this have to be so easier this time?
He told me that I helped people of the world enough to... wing those wings back
to set me back on track..
That moment that eventually arrived!!
But father almighty, I want to help people more and more
you made me to your likeness and gave back amour...
I've got used to be here for them and never close that door
Do you really want me to come back to you dear Lord?
I know..I know, I wanted so bad to leave this world and...
join your legion of angelical soldiers in a higher level of work
for this world full of hatred, despair and war.
Waiting for an answer, Michael the Archangel held me up and took me down
We flew back into the skies and he set me on cloud number nine
He made the sign, that we angels can only recognize
The Lord gave me another chance and was set to be born again
The last thing I know, I was embraced by my 'new mom' who held me tight and
made me felt so warm and nice deep inside
Those wings will have to wait for a next time
or an angel brother who would love to...
return to heavens tonight !
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