
” that’s the T R I C K .
all the lies? those are who i am. “
he doesn’t even r e m e m b e r the archangel gabriel,
not his favorite place, not his happiest memory,
not his father’s face, not who taught him of CREATION,
not the first time he cried, not the first time he f l e w ,
not the day he learned of death, not the songs he sang
in the heavenly choir alongside his brothers nor the kiss
of the wind against his cheeks when first he left heaven
to deliver glad tidings unto the earth below nor the pain
of watching his charge be B U R N T at the stake
for doing god’s work ( at HIS bidding, his !! ) nor the
taste of salt upon his lips as the screams of the pharoah
& his people resounded through all of heaven ( for the
death of any innocent is as sorrowful as the death of the
guilty, however RIGHTEOUS the latter may be ).
or maybe it is not that he doesn’t remember,
but that he simply chooses not to recall.