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Fallen Angel

An angel falls from the sky
Entering a new world
Full of men that lie

This world, created by one
Hot-headed and full of hate
This journey has barely begun

The fallen angel cries
In this chaotic disaster
So many seem to wither and die

His tears water the earth
Putting out fires
Healing those hurt

The fallen angel set a balance
Putting little good where there’s all evil
Practicing his one talent

Yet, this balance wouldn’t last
As for this angered the creator
His miserable world lived in the past

The fallen angel was challenged
A brutal fight
Victory, keeping the world he balanced

The hot-headed one caused fire
The angel created rain
Evil smirked, situation becoming dire

The fallen angel was hit
A twister fiercely spun
Throwing the angel into a pit

Before long, evil had taken over
No life stayed
Except a single clover

The fallen angel lived within
His spirit spreading
Even as the sky became dim

Balance was restored
Leaving Evil amiss
He glanced up as rain poured

The fallen angels actions were clear
Not to create a perfect world
But to balance the forces here

Side by side
Good and Evil work
The spirits never died
Poem by squeaken1