the not so immaculate
on the eve of mans dawnangels flittered about with calm
sensing change that was needed
warnings flared but never heeded
will their be joy in their life
or will it be filled with strife
as i see the angels flight
wings spread afar under the moon's light
as the shadows grow across the land
witnessing the dawn of man
the angel's hope begins to bloom
shedding light through out the gloom
and then with thunderous roar
mans destiny sealed forever more
immaculate, not so it seems
exceeding man's wildest dreams
spirits soar in the hours to come
and never shall this be undone
to live their shame for eternity
to play their game for all to see
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