A Very Old Man With Enormous Wings (Reimagined)
The Old Man
In a mystical world full of magic and very little fun
A realm of sadness is where this story’s begun:
This is a place where a newborn child slowly dies
As the angel of death quickly flies.
House to house,
quiet as a mouse
“But, wait! Could it be?
What’s that there? In the darkness, I can barely see.”
The child’s father couldn’t help but ask.
Some mysterious figure had crashed in his path
In his life, he had seen some wild things,
But, never such an old man…with such enormous wings
He rose from the ground with mud all upon him
His hair was gone and his figure was slim
The sick boy’s mother came from the house
To see what her husband was yelling about
They could not turn their eyes away
They knew they would never forget this day…or would they?
The wise old neighbor lady said he was an angel, sent from above
And that no matter the cost, they should treat him with love
But did they listen? Did they obey?
No, they wanted to know what the Boss would say
The boss was the most powerful man in town
He was the owner of the biggest circus around
When he spoke, his word was law
The people obeyed, one and all
The parents took the poor angel into their chicken’s coop
Then they ran back to the house to feed the sick boy his soup
But! Something strange had occurred,
while they were out helping the old man, the child had been cured!!
The word of the fallen angel finally spread,
Along with the news of the child leaving his death bed
The Boss Arrives
The boss came to see the angel of whom he had heard
And when he spoke, the people said not a word.
“Listen here, my dear folks.
This man is a mear joke,
He is no different from the rest.
We all know my freaks are the best!”
And with these words, there came a shudder
The Boss’s many freaks came out one after another…
They ran here, and they ran there
with legs and arms everywhere!!
One lady had been turned into a spider
and the man with the giant thumb sat down beside her
The people “ooowed” and the people “awwwed”
they were amazed by all that they saw
“Forget the old man!” they would say
“What good is he to us? he should just fly away!”
The mean old boss looked on with delight
He longed for the day his competition would take flight
The wise old neighbor lady sat with the young child
She was saddened to see the town become so wild
She thought that everyone thought of the angel as a toy
Until she took a long look at the boy...
By this time, the child was only 5.
The angel’s crash is what had kept him alive
The angel had been there to take him to God
But, the angel had seen something in the child that was odd
The child was growing up in a world of people so cold,
yet he was becoming more good as he got old
The angel realized the boy had to live
Even if the chicken coop became the fate that was his
From his coop, the old man had watched the boy,
And soon, with the parent’s permission, the angel became the child’s toy
The boy had watched the angel every day from his room
He knew the angel would become his friend soon.
They spoke in different tongues, but the angel understood
that, soon, the boy would bring this world back to good
The People Come From All Around
They came with pockets full of gold
For all the dreams and stories they’d been told…
They hungered for something greater than themselves to behold
People had come from miles and miles
To catch a glimpse of a miracle...or at least an angel’s smile
The parents began to charge admission
to see this angel on his mission
The people poked and the people prodded
They looked at each other and they nodded
But they saw none of these miracles and none of these things,
He was simply an old man…with enormous wings…
The angel simply rested in his coop
And ate away at his eggplant soup
He faced the sun and dried his wings
But, besides that, he did few things
Patience. Patience was the key
It was what separated the people from he
The overzealous crowd continued to demand a show
But, the angel had a plan that he alone seemed to know
The wise old neighbor lady too
The angel spotted her and could tell that she knew.
That just because an angel does not preach,
And just because his God is out of reach,
An angel’s lesson is still one that he
The people grew angry and began to roar
they still had not seen the miracles they were waiting for
Some came close though. Once, a man almost won the lottery.
From her hands, one lady even grew sunflower seeds!
these little miracles came for those who simply touched him,
but it wasn’t nearly enough for them...
The people had forgotten the angel, but not the boy or the neighbor lady
Near the end, they all sat by the coop that had become so shady
It was an unspoken bond that they shared,
about each other, they would always care
The neighbor lady was old, and could barely carry on
but she promised the angel she’d treat the boy like a son
The townsfolk had only wanted him for selfish reasons
but, the child was born from a different season
His parents had gotten rich off of this new attraction
but the child refused to follow their actions
The boy was caring, the boy was wise
He had become the apple of the old man’s eye
The child was all the things that this world had lost
When they decided to follow the words of the boss
The child was the reason the angel decided he could leave.
In humanity, he could finally believe
So he flapped and flapped his old muddy feathers
until he could fly in this cold, winter weather
But, the angel knew this cold world would not last long.
He knew he had found the person to make right those things that were wrong
As the old man flew away
The old lady knew things would be O.K.
She looked for a while at the very young man without any wings...
and she knew that, from him, the world should expect enormous things