Burning Angel

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White and pure, holy and bright

Plagued by the darkness, the blackness of night

The angel takes flight and gracefully soars

One of our nearly extinct saviors.


The darkness of the world is rapidly approaching

The claws of society are rapidly encroaching

on the holy white linens draping from her

This darkness is no amateur


Creeping up her gown crafted from innocence

Darkness burns holes in the cloth of beneficence

The controllers of darkness, the world's elite

Creeping up, using the power of deceit


The world seems oblivious to the imminent destruction

Blinded by darkness' twisted seduction

War, violence, death and abuse

All tools that darkness is not afraid to use


Fear darkness, do not be its friend

For once you do, you will meet the end

It can take down beacons of power

All in the name of an insatiable greed.

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