Where are the Angels?

…It’s all of the horror!…
From all of the angles….
Where are the angels?
Who’s going to saves us?
The calm ones,
the smart ones,
the ones with the patients?
We did it all right.
yet nothing became us…
The honest
the cordial
The Saints that aren’t famous.
The guy that you tried;
that walked away shameless.
That logic vs pride
They walked away painless
The ones with the face lifts;
we judge with out context.
The black girls with contacts
The black boys with contacts
The black noises that contacts…
Where are our Angels?
Who’s going to saves us?
Look at these angles…
The ones with the honor
Infront of your honor
That did not add commas
That took all those numbers.
The ones that are told
that they get a pass
While standing on grass
not owned by our past.
The girls that can’t pass
the gays that do pass.
The ones that don’t judge
and the ones that do ask..
We who love god
without dogma labels
Where are our angels
Who’s going to save us?
Callus and weathered
Jaded became us…

~~Ray Aquarius