Was it really an angel they had seen? The Foureyed Poet.
From the crowds I saw your angelic silhouette
luminous and so unbelievably pure
a radiance that filled me with such a warmth
every fear and tension disappeared
even with the growing chanting angry crowd
the aroused mob getting loud!
Pushed from behind forced to fall on my knees
on seeking you once more
no longer there that vision of such loveliness
in contrast to the surroundings
what had been a peaceful and friendly protest
turned to violence and arrest!
A passer-by that found themselves in hand cuffs
forced into a police van
no matter what I said my words were ignored
transported to a nearby jail
yet that image sustained my calmness and grief
inside a growing belief!
Here certain for a purpose inside so strong
as I waited with many
to be booked in by the custody sergeant
she was here as well
then as our eyes focused just disappeared
this had…
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