Rogerlene Blount


An Angel's Lament - Poem by Rogerlene Blount

Mortal souls... I collect
so many.
Ceaselessly, borne
in the feathers of
my wings to
the Paradise or
Hell they’ve earned.
I cannot be weary, cannot
shirk the duty
bred upon my
being.
Only allowed a
brief reprieve of
prayer and
the soothing songs
of God to sustain
me.


(R.M.Y.B./12-28-2004)

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 13, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 13, 2011


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