BROKEN ANGELS
by © Mike Gentile
Sometimes, a broken angel still has wings
Though stilled by tears for oh, so many things
He may not feel like flying
He may not know he can
He may feel like a puppet without strings
He doesn’t know the message that he brings
A bell can’t always listen when it rings
And he may feel like dying
When hope’s around the bend
Cause, he can’t hear the music when he sings
For though the world’s not perfect
Broken angels are
If they could only feel what others see
If faith can move a mountain
Love can heal a scar
With pain and suffering to be set free
Sometimes, a broken angel still has wings
Yet crippled by his fear, how much it stings
If not for all his crying
He’d soar through to the end
May he find peace through love from which it springs
