Angels Weep Poem by cheryl davis miller

When Angel’s who behold God’s face
behold the face of man,
seeing us as God intended;
those entrusted with The plan.

As those called to care for God,
for one another and our earth.
Not what we have evolved into
existing for our own selfworth.

When they behold our disregard
for Father, and His word.
our calloused hearts of indifference,
while ‘ Truth, we claim we’ve heard.’

Then they who stand before His throne
and move out at His command,
bow their head's ashamedly
they cannot understand.

Those Angel’s shake their head
in wonder that we've never understood,
the word and will of Father
are forever for our good.

While they witness the uncaring way
creations charge we keep,
the Angel’s turn their face from God,
and silently they weep.



c.d.m.5/09