Beaten Angel

Ceslie A. Martinez
TBS Contributing Writer

You hear her sobs ring out
Her eyes have a melnacholic shine
Yet you are still filled with doubt
How your ignorance goes on, amazes me
Even though you are not the only one
The Gods in Heaven would agree
Bruises showing in the bright sun
It will be too late when you call
Her eyes will begin to close
Angel will disappear, smile and all
Then the secret will expose