The Joke of the Angels
Does the angel laugh at the tribulations of our life?
Do they smirk at our toils, our pain, and our strife?
Do they smugly giggle at how hard we try?
And do they even blink, when one of us should die?
Are we brought up during the gossip of the week?
Or are we just considered another wingless freak?
As they lounge in heaven's great expanse,
And remain in a blissful divine like trance.
Do they wonder why we spend our days running 'round?
Trying to make a difference down here on the ground.
Hallowed beings that mock us from on high,
They will never stop laughing just because we cannot fly.
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