The Real World Poem by Mona Goldword

in the high sky there are angels,
they are guarding the earth,
they are guarding the sacreds..

Devil comes to earth's door with all his hears,
if you think he's brave..

so check out his fears..
before he approaches to the door with all his ears,
meanwhile an angel throws him with powerful spears.

when you look at people's state,

some pray and others play..
but when the time of the players come..
nothing would work even the wisdom.