Do Angels cry, and if they do,
Do they cry crystal tears?
Sing songs of hope for tomorrow
That only a captive hears?
Do they whisper words of promise?
Of Golden Rules on High?
Of God's Own Full Accounting
Of each prisoner's sigh?
Do they speak of Ozymandias
Shelley's toppled ,mighty king,
As they sorrow for a nation
Where God blessed everything?
Do Angels cry crystal tears
As caged men dream of home?
Ozymandias monument to power
Now lies in a heap of stone.
If the poem king could speak today
Of men and power and might
He'd speak of Angels' crystal tears-
That kingdoms pass like night.
That only tablets made of stone
Written by God's Hand
Bring power to a nation.
Hundreds lie beneath time's sand.
Forgotten like forgotten men-
Then he'd ask, "Do you understand?"
Copyright 2005
Marsha Burks Megehee
