The Sign Poem by Aram Stefanian

The Sign

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Out of nowhere appeared a dark angel before Tor,
A fear inspiring messenger with piercing blue eyes
Who said, ''That we'll fly into heaven now, I'm sure.
I need a trusty pard to tab those rebels in disguise
Causing disturbance and chaos there from way back.''
''How am I to spot them? I don't have ESP.'' Tor said.
''In your past you did. Time to launch an attack! ''
Ordered the angel, and on their heads a blue light was shed.
With lightning rapidity they crossed from earth to heaven.
The angel warned Tor to beware of the off artists.
Once on the inside, Tor stood pie-eyed, feeling L7.
Weird winged creatures, half humans, half beasts
Were busy with picking keys to a chained deep pit.
Tor instantly guessed their design, sinful and out of line.
He knew he wouldn't miss a trick when they threw a fit.
To cleanse their thoughts of sin he did need a sign.

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Aram Stefanian

Aram Stefanian

Yerevan, Armenia
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