Praise for Caregivers and Freedom fighters
ANGELS LIKE HIM
Born of no ordinary woman:
A prophetic birth
The man of the people
For nothing he cared
But his chaplet, sandals
And a singeing voice.
Sanctified by God himself
An arch-angel among angels and many men;
Leading the redemption horde
On chariots whose fire never dies.
For justice he fought fearless
Against the beautiful beast.
The king is fallen:
A crown gleams in the noon sun
Beside his lifeless body.
Buried between these rivulets;
Of blood and brass shells
Lay angels like him...
Born of no ordinary woman:
A prophetic birth
The man of the people
For nothing he cared
But his chaplet, sandals
And a singeing voice.
Sanctified by God himself
An arch-angel among angels and many men;
Leading the redemption horde
On chariots whose fire never dies.
For justice he fought fearless
Against the beautiful beast.
The king is fallen:
A crown gleams in the noon sun
Beside his lifeless body.
Buried between these rivulets;
Of blood and brass shells
Lay angels like him...
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