Short On Angels Poem by Stella Guzman

God reached over and put his hand in mind, leaned over and whispered; 'My child it's that time'.
Time to leave loved ones and friends, and let your new life begin.
Dont worry about all the tears and sorrow; together we will start a brand new tomorrow.
Through thick and thin, I've always been; your ups and downs I was the one always around.
So now it's time to make you mine. I'm short on angels and you'll do just fine.
God then said 'dont worry, you'll make it through' I'm your teacher and I'll show you what to do.
Just help me guide all the lost souls of the night, but let me warn you, get ready to put up a fight.
Dont be scared and have any doubts, just remember who took care of all your routes.
Just give me a chance, and hold out your hand. And always remember, 'I'm the man'.