I Am Angel

I am angel

And I am witness

I braved a righteous life

To one day merit rest from strife

And on that sacred night I passed

From that dark sphere where mortals roam

He came to me, the First and Last

I reign now from a marble throne

For I am angel

And I am witness

I know the weight within your eyes

He tread the garden

Feeling heavy

Heavy feeling garden growth

As he tread to keep his oath

Crumpled soon 'neath branding blade

A tattoo blazed upon his soul

Depicts the souls for which he paid

A blinding agony the toll

For he is Savior

And I am witness

I, tasked to comfort as he dies

I peered within

I hesitated

For I saw my righteous life

Etched on his face by rugged knife

I saw the pain my soul induced

Bloom red and cascade down his side

From holy lives I'd so abused

Before I gained some sense and died

They name me angel

But He is witness

My name and title are my lies

Thus he wept

And I cried

Because these arms have caused more harm than help

They reached inside

And as he writhed

I pushed his blood out through his pores

I held him, King and Christ

I was His demon within

I was His angel without

A good excuse

Will salted tears cause him more pain?

Do shaking hands drive him insane?

Through twisted knots of muscles burning

Working through an endless fire

Of shame and hate and doubt all churning

Rose his response from gut on higher

To his lungs and then his throat

The words of God on silence broke

He whispered, "Thank you. You're doing fine."

I am Angel

And I am witness

So let me tell you why we'll rise

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