by Sam Bailey
Poetry Sample still in progress ...
In the remains of cracked men angels of stone fall cold to the earth: to their certain, their inevitable death...
Mortal. They stand in tears of anguish and shame
Possessed by this solid unshakable belief of all lonely creatures upon magic hour, at the day's end;
The cause was just...
Naive are these children of a childish Father who will question nothing, only to fall - or to drop?
He has abandoned them as redundant toys, to play with others, until such be their lot;
These Angels of stone
See the nature of God