i once
was an angel
but now i cant fly
when the wings were ripped off
fell right out of the sky
been a sundreamer
walking in the land of the night
this jungle we live in
got peeps living in fright
animals around every cold corner
of the concrete canyons
we stand in
wind ripping through hair
torn feathers landing
in random configurations and signs
theres not time
to rewind in this digital fast foward
looking for more words
to soar towards
that place i knew before
but its no more
and the scars on my back
keep reminding me of the score
and the war
thats still goin on around me
i remember
that heaven had found me
took me into her folds
but my ego and pride
just couldn't be told
who to be
how to live
be humble not bold
and in the midst of chaos
my wings
they were
stole