AS THE HEART BEATS

THE LITTLE ANGEL

Waiting in a long queue,

That's where I saw her,

On the other side of the bars,

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A little Angel,

In a colorful fairy dress.

Climbing a dangerous stony Staircase

I mentally chided her parents,

And went back to my video games.

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As time passed I saw her again,

Playing with kids ,

Chasing the sparrow ,

Or just dancing to some inaudible song.

Lost in her world.

I started to wonder,

If her parents were around?

Or was she Lost?

But I didn't help,

For I was busy with my video game.

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I saw her for a last time

As before i left.

Sitting on the top stair,

All alone,

Far from where I stood,

So I left , without talking to her,

Assuring myself,

Her parents were there.

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Now she haunts my dream

I see her cry

I go closer,

Only to stumble back behind

Her fairy dress torn,

she, full of scars,

Looks at me with teary eyes.

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And told

"I got sold,

You could have saved me,

But didn't care,

You were far too busy to act human,

I was lost, you knew,

So why didn't you?"

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And I wake up gasping,

Trying to find comfort within,

But all my soul does,

Is echo the question,

and ask my heart if she knew,

"Is the accusation true?"