At the night as you occupy your Simplemindedness
Watch the sky
See the Angels fall, one by one,
Like suicidal rain to Earth.
Watch them, and see her, the last to fall.
See her hit the ground and see her tears stream.
Pain.
Immediate fear strikes in her.
She is alone now, in an unfamiliar existance.
No past, no future, just a trembling and disconnected existance.
And you stand and watch.
Yet do nothing for her.
What is it?
Pain? Fear? Do you have a reason?
No.
The next time you see a Fallen Angel struggle,
See her reach out for the help of anyone,
The shelter of a protective word or a tiny show of affection,
Come forth. Give it to her.
Save her. Save me. Save yourself.
Sauve elle. Sauve moi. Sauve ton fils.
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