Tell me, broken boy, warrior, hunter.
Does he look like a savior?
Or does he look like your savior?
You call him friend, brother, family.
Only as a last resort do you call him
An angel.
So tell me, when you see his face, his smile,
What does he look like?
Love?
Hope?
Shelter?
Or do you see his halo
Reflected in the light of his eyes
And the feathers of his wings
In crow's feet?
I only ask because I am curious of
What a faithless man sees
When confronted with the face
Of God.
After all,
You do pray to him, don't you?
- garrisonbabe
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A Collection Of Supernatural Poems
PoetryThis is just a collection of poems I decided to put together. I didn't write any of these poems and will give all credit to the authors if I possible, and I apologize ahead of time if I cannot find your name. If your poem is included in the collecti...
