The Angels

• Artist: Ringoringa
• Description: A poem inspired by the part of the bible where Jesus explains that the poor woman who gave all she had to the temple, even though it was very little, was giving more than the rich people who gave much more and still had plenty left. I'm an atheist, but I nonetheless find certain biblical tales touching.
• Date: 11/29/2009
• Tags: angel sacrifice money giving

I look up to the sky
As always, I can see
Ten million or so angels
All smirking down at me

Their wings are made of cloud
And their clothing made of glee
They boast about their bounty
And their generosity

The epitomy of beauty
Charm, wealth, friends, and allure
But there's still something about them
That I really do abhor

The angels are all happy
They have everything they need
But still, I feel compelled to say
Though the poor they do feed

I do not have much money
But I gave all that I had
That I'd have spent on things I didn't need
For I knew they were hurting bad

Yet the angels, they still kept enough
To spend on luxury
Did the angels truly sacrifice
Themselves as much as me?