Mechanical Messengers - Angel I: Judgement

By Mad Hatter


I'm a Mechanical Angel, dressed in flesh,
I may be good, but I'm far from pure.
Caught between Heaven & Hell, I serve myself.
Outcast from a society who's nature is corrupt,
I am an abomination of nature.


I will give you the knives you need,
Under the condition that you use them to pierce me.
Up in arms over what you fear,
So become the machine that crushes the misunderstood between it's gears...

I begeth you now, it's written on my look,
Rid this world of the person who dares to be different.
So load up my gun with the words needed,
And I will pull the trigger...

Good riddence to the thing that dared to express,
Life is only to be lived by the ones who know how to live.
Praise the norm, and we will kill off all the rest,
Perhaps human life isn't so precious...


I'm a mechanical angel, dressed in black,
Attending the late farewell of my friend.
Goodnight tonight, I wish you a peaceful rest.
In your eternal bed, beneath the ground,
Let be you a symbol of courage.


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Copyright 2015 Madison Hatter
Published on Monday, April 25, 2016.     Filed under: "Reflective" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Messenger I of III: Judgement. All life is precious, don't shoot down those who you don't understand...
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