Hells Angel Poem by Michelle Dickson

from the darkness comes the light
from the light comes the darkness
but isnt there something in between
something left unseen
in the shadows of the night
in the rays of the light
something is not right

some call them demons
some call them angels
but what if their both
and their called Hells Angels.

Hells Angels
what a weird name
they are life and death
things that can be taken away
within the blink of an eye
never to be given back again.
Hells Angels
are the escense of our fears
they are the esense of our joy
they are made of both
thus can give us
life or death
which ever our hearts desires.