Where Are The Angles
Take a look what’s before you, a look all around,
this city of people with lives crumbling down.
Take a moment to listen, a moment to stare,
a moment in silence and see if you care.
From the window I’ve looked out and done this same thing,
and for a brief time it was inspiring,
but the day called me back for my ways were off track
though I made a note “Pray when there’s time”.
Well, I’m sad to admit that it took quite a bit
before I remembered that line.
But I found it one day, so I knelt down to pray
and I spoke what came first to my mind
which was, “God send down angels. They’re needed you see”,
then I rose up, for I was behind.
Now I fully believed God would send down reprieve,
so of course, I was shocked when by chance
I happened to gaze from my window above
at the city and its circumstance.
“Oh how could this be! Things are worse than before.”
Perplexed by this finding I turned to the Lord,
and I prayed knowing well that his ear he would lend,
“God where are the angels I asked you to send?”
“The people, they need them! They’re starving, they fail!”
“They’re cold, they are homeless! They’re sick and they’re pale!”
Then it came like a breeze in the midst of my pleas -
t’was a whisper that cut to the core -
“I already have angels who look from above
through their windows and simply ignore.”
“Though I’ve given them all, they do stammer and stall
as they tend to their lives and their trade,
and few of them ever give much time to think
what a difference each one could have made.”
Then I sank in my chair with my hands in my hair,
for the weight of this thought pierced my heart.
When I rose, I resolved from that time I would try
to go out and act the angel’s part.
Take a look what’s before you, a look all around.
This city of people with lives crumbling down.
So many who walk to the beat of life’s drum.
So many who pray for an angel to come,
but none will they have til one answers their plea...
so come down from the window, an angel you’ll be.
