Fallen

Come into my box!

Says the old beggar man

To the angel at his door

I cannot, please do not tempt me,

For I am Fallen, from World and Man

Says the old beggar man

Let me pick you up

And we shall fly together

Till the Sun sets no more

And the Angel points to charred nubs

Where once great wings had been

And points up into the air

Where filth has set the sun forever more

What have you done?

Says the old beggar man

To which the Angel replies

I could not let myself be guided

By fate and other's desire

And so I took the plunge

And fell beyond the reach of saints

Of lovers and of demons

Heaven help me cried the beggar

That I cannot do says the Angel

For I have decided to let it go

No, please do not cries the Beggar

What would you have me do

Shouts the Angel to all

You defile what I have given

You forsake what i tell you

You hate without remorse

I see no other option

Than to let you go your way

Says the old beggar man

Do as you wish, for i grant freedom

And mercy and justice and reprieve

Stay in my house

For it is sanctuary and home

Says the Angel without wings

Forgive me, for I have sinned