Ode to a Half Angel

 

Lucifer spent more time sawing at my wings

Than he did whispering in my ear

And the sad part about it is that I let him//

Forgetting he was there

Because I spent so much time saying “get thee behind me”

Letting my mind slip on the superficial rubbish

That seems so necessary as oxygen

Worrying about all the things around me

That never really concerned me

Letting my life drift into a tail spins of nothing

Forgetting he was there cutting away all along

Because I pretended he didn’t exist

So now I am an exiled angel trying to claw my way back in

Back into heaven.

But what make it all divine is the half angel

Who gave me the strength to carry on with her single wing

Who reminded me not worry about the complex things

But to keep my eye on the insignificant small stuff

Like love…

Saying hello to every sunrise

To know that closing my eyes would be nothing short of blasphemous.

 

She wants me to kiss the wind

Lick the rain

Touch the rainbow

all the things we think are preposterous

Like being naked absent the facades

To touch the earth with our bare feet

Reminding us to stay grounded//

and maybe, just maybe

we could find heaven where we are

We don’t need our wings

Because we can go far beyond our own limitations//

So it doesn’t matter that I’ve lost my wings

Or that satan himself spent all of his energy

In attempts to nail me in the crossroads of nowhere

Just so that he could use my wings to take my place

But my half angel reminds me that I can fly without them

I just need to be willing to lick my wounds

Let go…and live.

 

©2009 Tshombe Sekou,

 

Inspired by the late poet Gabrielle Boulainne 

A poet I never knew personally, but she taught me much through her poetry.