Angels and Demons fight over me
They see that I am valuable
Why can't I
The Demons try convince me I'm nothing
Do I buy their lie
The Angels Watch over me
Do they see every tear I cry
Angels are ministering spirits sent to minister to the sons of promise... I'm sure this battle continues I'm everyday life, even in the decisions we make when each group expects man to act in a certain manner. God bless you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The Angels won......johannax