The Angel Of Despair Poem by felix paintwhenpainted

The angel of despair
Followed closely by mayhem and disrepair

People look to their shoes
And turn to happiness with booze

The sky grows dark
The lights all go out with a spark

The rats come out of their holes
The restless maggots eat at our soles

The fires are all put out by never ending rain
And happiness is smothered in a blanket of enforced pain

The state tries to keep order and law
And breaks the saddest at their jaw

The rain grows icy and colder
And the nighttime creatures get quickly bolder

The suicide rate goes soaring
And the thick black raining oil keeps pouring




The angel shifts its gaze
And squashes the last happy blaze

It flaps its wings for bad weather
And makes the birds all lose their feathers

It picks up a whip
And sinks a refugee ship

It takes a large stone
And puts it where food should have been grown

Where it sees the old and kind
It kills them all or leaves them deaf and blind

And with a swinging mace
Rips off another smiling face




The angel of despair
Shall die that I swear

One day its luck will run out
And all the masses will shout

Today we will smile!
And in number on you we shall pile!

Till you are overwhelmed by our might!
And you must stop causing our plight!

Today we will be glad!
For all we have and once had!

Today we do away with all misery
And cut off the heads of your servants so slithery