A Time Before All Time Poem by David Lacey

Angel wings and angel forms
Within the clouds before the storm
Sang in merry memory
Of time before all time

Demons in the darker corner
Wishing death your life this way
Sing with angels Sing the words
Are born again each day

By the river asking questions
What then has become of life?
Cut the ribbon, cut the chord
The flesh cut with a knife

Blood it feeds the soils and roots
Sticks the blood onto my boots
Within the clouds before he storm
Sang in merry memory of time before all time