The Sober Sariph Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

The Sober Seraph

I had been to my doctor is always a female I have no choice
Said I was too heavy - her words- I had to slim down a bit
Skipped lunch had soup in a café where everyone sat
Starring at their I-Phones and didn`t see what I saw and angel
Stopping a man from going into a bar
I could see they were arguing the man took a step backwards
The angel won the argument and disappeared, the man
Came into the café and drank orange juice, his mien was dark,
But then lightened up he was safe…for now

He is one of the unfortunate for whom a glass of wine is one
Too many and a bottle is not enough, if he listen to what his
The angle says, the inner voice of love, he should be safe.