Heaven Shunned Poem by alicia white

Heaven Shunned



Slender beams of moonlight enter
this darkened chamber as I kneel,
always a slave, always lost,
frozen here,
waiting.

Angelic forms wrought in panes of glass loom as
dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
penetrating my darkened soul.

A reflection on humanity's face.

I raise my head, now kneeling before
this impassive fate

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