The Angel Misunderstood Poem by Denise Naugle

Some folk of spirituality One day all meet together to hold on and settle the fate of a certain life Without site is thine without faith said the sprit with a look that's most wise
The angel soars close to the skies in a way that is quite impressive
Yet the world is depriving her and I think her actions have grown so bold that some felt the need to stop her
I have heard it said the spirit said with a sigh that this young life died at the glance of her eye
For now she who's scorn has been dispised upon and the only proper way is never to recognize her
I am quite convinced that this spirit minds no moral law
They say She's a most unruly creature
For she's an ugly thing, they all said with blind eyes
She said she was sure for she hadn't a doubt of the truth of each mans story
For they thought they could stop her in flight, to pull her down from her souring skies and take the life from her glory