Seraph Poem by Barry Middleton

a seraph spoke to me
in riddles to confuse
I was already lost
so she did not amuse

I asked her what she meant
she blessed me with a smile
I cursed her trickery
and unrepentant guile

you call yourself a guide
the guardian of man
you speak in platitudes
and offer me no plan

tell me the way to go
and what awaits me there
for you can point the way
to free me from despair

the hush was deafening
she only shook her head
I cursed her once again
the silence was like lead

I said just answer me
is that so much to ask
she smiled again and said
but sir that is your task