I Am The Black Angel Of Death

Humans are extraordinary

Humans live an existence of self-certification

Life is one gigantic journey of an individual pleasure dome

Until one day the light source comes on

Beside them are shards of glass


They weep ~ what have I done

” what did I do?! “

Humans do that don’t you remember

The Black Angel smiles ” I got you again”

The Black Angel of Death cried again

Another one to take home!

Moral of The Black Angel: ” Humans must be broken foremost before you obtain the status of redemption

By ace101

Ace Worldwide News Group working with Kindness & Wisdom in perfect harmony to provide help and guidance through news & views and the truth to people in need Amen