Angels and Demons

What can I say I've learned?

The desires of which I’ve yearned

Have always led me astray

In a paradoxical kind of way


The answers I’ve always seeked

Now the questions seem weak ;

So much that I thought I knew

Wasn’t even close,
to breaking through.

So what can I say I’ve seen?

Amidst the fires of hell

and pastures so green?

Hope and despair

Life can be unfair

Joy and Loss

The follower becomes the boss.


Everything is not what it seems

The Devil wears white

While the angels all scream.


So what has this life taught me?

That even in the flames

We can choose to be free.

-Shandel StewART