An Angel Poem by Ofentse Hajane (The Dark So'tho Seer)

An Angel
By Ofentse M Hajane

An Angel
Wearing a muslin.
I felt the shadowy cold air of hell.
Same as the devil.
The pain of my past haunted my dreams.

The Gods took me under their hands.
I illuminated as a nova.
I felt so novel.
The dark had crept far away.
I whim at the Lords with my hands, begging the heavenly majesties.
I justly kneeled toward my Lord.
But the chime of my wakeliness took hold.
Was I dreaming?

The illusions of my dream felt real.
I looked at my rusted roof.
Then kneeled down to recite my morning prayer.
A pigeon flew past.
I thought of the flap I heard.
Took a look unto a mirror.
I'm no pigeon.
I'm an Angel.