Africa's Angels Are Dying. Poem by Michael Gale

Africa's children lie dying...
Filled with Aids.

Mothers forever weeping...
For more days than can be counted.

Thoughts and prayers unanswered...
By a hope too high to help.

When will the children matter? ....
When will they get well?

When does faith so answer? ...
Only time will tell.

Will these angels fly off to Heaven's opened gates? ...
The Lord our God, for them, He patiently awaits.

The children felt pain for most of their lives...
Now they will be without it more.

Forever will these littlest, angels soar.