Moods & Moments: #DiddyDirtyMoney ‘Angels’ [vid]

Angels with dirty faces 

As I                                dirtymoney-angels-thegamutt

Once was

I am no more

Fell from heaven

As if  my wings were clipped

Flew too high
Got too comfortable
Pushed it til it was too close to the edge
I am not him anymore.
The halo has lost his luster
The strength to go on again
I must muster
The eyes tell no lies
Look behind those obsidian pools
The window to the soul that weep
The tear-drenched garments fall
The water runs down leaving a trail
Down the cheeks of the angels with the dirty faces
Trading insults, trading spaces
The walls are closing
The tomb doors chasing out the light
If you don’t want to stay you can go on..
Don’t you hear them calling you?
If you answer, your time is running out
If you ignore are you turning your back
Or turning the page
The flames engulf
Or is it just the rage
I snatch the crumbs from your plate
To save for later
I gather and horde for not knowing when the next crumb will drop
The next swill of the chalice to fall
Will it quench the thirst?

You can only wish
That the next plate of revenge will appear to their favorite dish.
Under the guise of savior, but still just a foot on the neck of the angels with The dirty faces.

Hues for fools, but who really has the most to
Lose?
The eyes water and runover with the pain from the other day
The worst day
You shouldn’t have been there in the first place
Not for you, not your taste
The yeast in the stale bread has settled
The ale from the chalice has lost it’s richness
Snatch the crumbs and savor the gravy.
When they call for you will you answer
In the center of the fire is calmness
Coolness, on my cool tip
Then most angels’s wings they will sure to clip
And you will fall back to Earth
Defeated with vengeance darkening your heart
Use the back of you hand to wipe your dirty face
They are still calling
Clawing at who you used once were and the tattered garments
Fall to the floor
You are free now.
–Zam Zhinga

Just a LITTLE something that came off the top of the head as I remembered my own life and inspired by Diddy-Dirty Money’s ‘Angels’….Now let’s melt into the NIGHT with that.

www.TheGamutt.com

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